Ode to Pureology
I had to seek you out
Pearly lavender scented
Luxurious
Glossy
When Nasa beamed us the milky way
Fountains of stars
Cascading down
I thought of you
Three times a week
As long as the water stays hot
Some days you left a sting
Clouding my vision
Just like nights with glistening planets
when my eyes would fill
Then spill over
One after the other
As my ruby lips began to quiver
Soaking deep
As you roll down the page
Turning sheer
A beauty mark of black ink
Leaving puddles
Shiny on the tile floor
When I was seven
I confess
I used you to make slime
Along with glue and Borax
You got stuck in my dog’s hair
Oh the shame!
But I’ve evolved
Turned the page
Rejuvenated
Restored
Strengthened
All these words
My hair says
Are true.
About the Author: Louisa Morris is a senior at Montclair Kimberley Academy in Montclair, New Jersey. She enjoys spending time with her friends and family. "Ode to Pureology" is her first publication.
