• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 04
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An air of invisibility

I stand before you
An Amazon in Rimmel paint.
A scarf wearing Colossus

Camouflaged by what I am I’m close enough to
Smell your breath
And sense the anger
You are battling to control

You do not seem to see me,
Refuse to meet my gaze.
I watch as your teeth clench
And knuckles whiten
On your baton

My age and sex afford
An air of invisibility.
I have no doubt that you would
Strike me down,
Were I more like you

And yet my weakness is my strength.
You will let me pass
To speak out for those
Who will meet full force
Of your repressed rage