A year ago, this poem struck a chord with my readers. What are your thoughts today?
Silent,
I slip among you –
The Invisible Woman.
I eat your food,
I laugh at your jokes,
I nod and smile at words
brittle as bones and nourishing as chalk.
Skinless,
I leak and stain
but your eyes perceive it not.
You see sunsets and flowers
and babies and happy endings
and paint over cracks with
an invisible brush.
I am from an ‘other’ world.
Silent,
I slip among you –
The Invisible Woman.