A Young Man in Curlers at Home on West 20th Street, New York City, 1966
Marah Hoffman
He is about to tell us a story.
You can see it germinating
in the cock of his French-manicured
hand and open petal lips.
The curlers are pausing.
Painted eyebrows grow taut.
He knows you think it a mask, but
he's never felt more authentic.
If you didn’t listen in 1966,
will you now?