Peeling away the surface – just a bit

I’m at the last bend in the thirty-sixth lap of my life. I feel like a dinosaur, knowing how much things have changed. I’ve changed too. I have tan lines running like equatorial circles on my thighs. I think I’ve earned them. I have scars from falling on my face. I earned those too. I …

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If you want to see the person I truly am

It's mid April already. Late entrant to the April Poetry Month, let's see how I catch up. If you want to see the person I truly am, don’t ask for it. Don’t sit at the periphery while I untie myself. Don’t sit in the front row either. If you want to see the person I …