I learned early to avoid your gaze.
Survival comes from looking down at my feet,
amplifying every stretch of my ankle,
angling my body to the side,
as if the mere act of shifting myself for you
would give you enough space to ignore my existence.
I would agonize over my bangs,
drag them down to cover light, almond eyes.
Hiding in plain sight was always an arduous process.
I used my skin, an atypical artifice, as a Halloween mask
and abracadabra –
© Laura A. Lord, September 2018
Thank you to MindLoveMisery’sMenagerie for their prompt.
2 responses to “Magic Trick”
I love that using your skin as a mask, the way you describe her disappearing as an actual performance, bravo!
Thank you ❤
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