Seating in front of the shattered mirror
staring balefully at her reflection with brows in a furrow
she surveyed the expanse of her buxom parts
and noted with dissatisfaction that every jiggly part
was most definitely heading South.

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© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

South, The Daily Post Prompt.

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