Ghost Stories

E. M. Broner


I. My Mother in the Mirror

Superimposed upon my face in the mirror is my mother’s. I am about to comb my hair, but here she is, brushing hers, her thick, wavy, white hair.

We quarrelled about hair.

“Don’t wear your hair so short and flat, Mom,” I said. “It’s too mannish.”

“Don’t wear yours so wild and woolly,” she would reply. “It’s too girlish.”


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