Susan returns from the mall

In which Susan reaches a conclusion.

You mostly cannot learn to be beautiful
if you have not been doing it
since you were a child. Rachel,
the world is full of adult women,
traipsing around, with pit stains,
spraying perfume at the counter at Eaton's,
while a man in a dirty cast
stands by a mirrored pillar and glares,
attempting beauty like attempting
to finally learn French, like
attempting to unlearn the world's old ugliness.