She likes to hide herself in metaphors
as though a bruise could be a sunset
in a purple sky
or how she blends herself with shadows
in the corner of your eyes
where she can’t see herself –
she is a sunrise in a mask
and she blinks herself away
and writes a different version,
one that isn’t laced with pain
…
Artwork: Jérôme Birti
Gaze into the Abyss
