You see me

thinking about the love showered upon awkward me by two sister friends this week. i get tearful coz the queer* don’t always think anyone can see us when we’re wearing our invisible cloaks or sequestered in our bubble.

but those who do see often make living a little less overcast.

i hope to be a mirror, one day and reflect back what you shined on me.

makwande.

*queer: as in strange, odd not sexual orientation

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