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Every now and then you haunt me.
The comfort of darkness shattered
by bright, blinding light.
Vision, once obscured, returns
revealing indelible ink-stained pores.
A once blank canvas, scored.
An identity I didn't choose
expressed in a language I didn't speak
until false consciousness collapses
And bare skin is reborn.
About the Creator
Annie
Single mom, urban planner, dancer... dreamer... explorer. Sharing my experiences, imagination, and recipes.
Comments (1)
This pulled me in right from the beginning. Powerful and captivating, this is so full of emotion and beautifully expressed. Wonderful work!!