When I was young,
I closed my eyes and
the world disappeared.
I hid in plain sight
and my parents
pretended not to see.
When I was older,
I hid in plain sight
hoping someone would
see me with open eyes
and our pretend worlds
would disappear.
Poetic Bloomings #50 - Comeback
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Hide and seek
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