Thursday, April 4

One of my favorites:

It’s dark. Where are the

Faces, the ones that

Practice smiles. Look up

To brush their teeth while

I see others looking right

Through me. Those are the

people who have no face.

She usually looks at me

And poses for a selfie. It’s

The only good background

She could find.

I can hear the toilet

Flushing. I can’t see

Anything. Lots of people- I

Hear someone snap open a

Compact. She can’t see herself in me. Someone pulls back the

black cloth furtively and looks

In the corner; I can see her.

Then all is black again. The

Light switches off, now

Complete darkness