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Encore

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Fri, 24 Oct 2008 at 05:02pm

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Exposition: Stepping from the shower, faced with a foggy form in the mirror, smeared with condensation. Hands draw another to replace the face. Conflict: Finger tips tug at cuticles the skin gives, slipping off like opera gloves all the way up to elbows. The now-naked phalanges unbutton the torso and shrug off the shoulders. Hips unzip and are kicked off a tangle of flesh on the floor next to a pair of soles. Finale: The mirror has cleared revealing all— the delicate intricacies of humanity. Fragile candle. Blaring sun. Lips pull back like curtains, rows of teeth applauding. Eyes laugh and cry, “Encore!” The truly naked are not ashamed.