RESTORE ME
Madam supreme commander of North America
¨And then I find it, a set of electric hair clippers, and I decide it's time to give myself a haircut. My hair has been bothering me forever. It's too long from all those yeas I was forgotten and left to rot in hell, too thick, too suffocating, too much, too this, too that, to annoying.
I look so much older suddenly. Harsher. Serious. I have cheekbones. A jawline. I look angry and a little scary. My eres are bright, huge in my face, the center of attention, wide and sharp and piercing and I love it.
I love it.¨
Mafi Tahererh, Restore Me -extract-, 2018