Midlife Rhapsody

A poem for all of us

I’m having a midlife rhapsody
now that I’m free 
now there’s no need
to feel guilty 
for glittering sights
and floodlight nights
that pulled my eyes 
to periphery

for the past three weeks the skin
on my eyelids has flaked and peeled back
as if an unmasking
needed to happen

eyelashes idle in bathroom drawers
a bag of long-unworn booty shorts
and heeled…