Barrettes!

 I know my favorite red bow barrettes are in my top bathroom drawer but I used to have pink polka dotted ones. There were two sets of them, both with white flowers. Lost them years ago. Though in my the mess on my top closet shelf, there was one of them. Loose in my pile of potions, packs, stickers and nail polishes. The metal part used to poke me sometimes, and as a child I tore them out often, but now I like to wear them, my barrettes. Not to keep my hair back, but to wear them loosely as I used to, only this time not to rip them out along with strands of my ragged black coiled hair. I'm still very much like myself. My small self.