Begins Again

I am a window

receiving moonlight

on my glassy face.

When you look at first

you see no effort

as the light pours in

but when you look again

you see an old woman

who walks in with a washcloth

and wipes streaks of dust 

off my cheeks.

She is the relentless, unsexy

part of myself

who begins again.

~ Majo

Photo by Billy Huynh