The Value of Invisibility
Moments of invisibility are unsettling,
but they feel like home.
Like a juxtaposition.
Sand paper refining a piece of glass.
It hurts, but it’s addicting.
Like a tattoo on bare skin.
To feel invisible is to simultaneously be otherworldly and be fully human.
I’m terrified of the moment, but I anticipate it’s arrival.
May I never let go of value of invisibility.