Meeting
Breathe in
Breathe out
Calm breaths still my body, iron out my tone
I strip myself down
Shrugging off my coat of raw edged rage
The picture of suburban safeness
Legs together, arms by my side
Small as possible
Non threatening
Meek
Words rush towards me
Pummeling me
I brace under the unbearable weight of unasked for advice
A thin drop of anguish catches in my eyelashes
I adjust my mask tighten
My strings
Taut
Walk away on shaky legs
Red bruises to purple blooms
Mask askew slides down
Head up, shoulder slumped, tender
Victory in still standing
upright
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