“Ordinary Nudes”
by
Stuart Dybek
She stands before the full-length mirror that’s framed by the bedroom door, observing how her nipples, navel, and the delta of copper hair, which has grown back at the confluence of her thighs, shimmer in the dusky light. Her reflection dimples and ripples like the surface of a pond where fish rise to feed on a mayfly hatch. Imagine his wonder when in the years to come he’ll realize that she was not to be confused with ordinary nudes—not some nymph frolicking along the shore, or goddess ascending from sea foam, or ballerina poised to wade into her morning bath. Those photographs she let him take, kept in a drawer, beneath his underwear as if hidden in the depths, will age as she does.
Biblioklept 
I’d “like” (but no emoji) this if that were an option because I like it, but don’t feel a need to add something… OK, maybe i’d say it’s naked not nude. Microfiction? Readable in one breath like a sketch (of a naked person?) is viewable in one breath. But taking many breath to create. such are our inattentive times I can only give to get an art effort a tiny part of what it took to take
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