Glamour Magic: the art of aging backwards isn’t hard to master if you (make them give you their magic), set the places & practice.

I set the altar. burn the candle and think of my bright smile, my naturally auburn hair;

long, thick and become more Cheshire.
face full & fresh

spectral yet ebullient in flesh.

my place, cracked and full of red: 
a carnelian web. 
you see my long legs
dangling before you 
see the rest of me.

“heart” or “Arachne”