Written by Jacob Ibrag
She’s the only person I’ve met that is
the same outside as she is from within. Cursed
with the vision of seeing what’s hidden, I’ve grown used
the presence of deceivers and artificial appearance. I first saw it
in the mirror when I turned nineteen, ugly with no understanding
of integrity. For a time I thought it was impossible to sync, the
words that would escape my mouth and my inaction’s.
And I still did till nineteen days ago. She walked
into my life and proved me wrong.