Here is the third of my published poems by The Write Launch:

Here is the third of my published poems by The Write Launch:

What the Body Remembers
It grew back straight and soft
with the texture of
mulberry silk.

Surreptitiously, I searched old pictures
to test my memory—
those orchestrated black
and whites of me at 2

or 3 or 4, with
that “say cheese” smile.
And I
had to admit

I once again had the hair
of a toddler. Memory
of my mother
brushing my cowlick

into obedience
came back
each time I glanced
at the mirror.

In this old house
hidden away somewhere
is a tuft of my toddler hair
under glass.

I search haphazardly,
but still I search—
this drawer, that box,
as if a modern Ponce de León