Welcome to Another "Writing Wednesdays" Today I thought I'd share a few poems with all of you! _______________________________________________ Radishes I cut my long hair with my mother’s dull scissors. The rusty brown flecks of metal and iron, fall with my golden locks, straight and split ends, over my shoulders, clogging the sink drain. You called me beautiful in the moonlight glow— shining through my blue taffeta curtains. This was the last time you called me by name; the last time you used my hair to climb to me. We took the elevator—instead of the stairs, the pulsing lights for each floor, blinking into our eyes as we push anything to go down, down… We escaped with the plan to go to your house, across the field of lakes and green grass, where we shared a kiss and the promise of sunrise to the north. I would never be alone again. I could walk in the grass barefoot. The rain on the windshield