Poem: Invisible

By: Lynn White


For a long time, such a long time,
invisibility has ironed out the creases
in my soul,
so I can hide,
so I can decide
if I want to be seen.

I was always hiding.

But now invisibility hides me
even from myself.
It imagines my future
as it has distorted my past,
separated me from my history.
But I cannot abandon it now,
since I no longer know who
I am.

If I could make
a new person
to fit this moment,
a new me for the now.
Maybe then for a short time,
I could step inside,
find myself and
no longer need invisibility.

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