A lady came up to me the other day,
as if she was purposely seeking me out.
"Are you sick?" she asked
with what appeared to be
deep concern and alarm
in her eyes.
I looked at her confused.
"No", I replied slowly.
And it dawned on me.
I did have
not one ounce of makeup up on
that morning,
most of my lashes have all but fallen out,
maybe i did appear..rough.
dead perhaps.
sickly.
"it's just-" she plowed on,
as if she heard me say
yes instead of no,
"your face. you look, well, i just thought
you weren't feeling well.."
I paused.
"No, i'm not sick. I just look like this."
We both wanted nothing more
than to escape
this entire conversation.
so we did.
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