Sandalwood

Some foundation, concealer

a little rouge

a subtle lipstick

her reflection disappoints

lines, hard earned, unwanted

her reflection smiles

it helps

 

She dusts and tidies

arranges

rearranges

old photographs

of ghosts

 

She lights a candle

sandalwood

she vacuums

and sweeps

she polishes

and primps

her home

herself

just in case