Poem by Doniell Cushman
I wasn't afraid to be bald
Always had wondered what it would look like short It was practiced many times in the mirrors over the years With no real conviction (or perhaps courage?) to change it Here I am, almost two years later Again, wishing to have it shorter Those were easier days I had every excuse to not care about appearances There are more important things in life than hair I hope one day men can see and understand this Because cancer kills Male-pattern-baldness does not © Doniell Cushman. All Rights Reserved. This poem or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. All rights reserved by Doniell Cushman.
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