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“Masks”
(A Poem by Eve Barton)

 

Wanting to go beyond the mask longer . . To marvel at the fibers beneath the paint

 

Gleaming eyes search for signs we are stronger . . . With Time, our past selves begin to grow faint

 

Glimpsing in the mirror at the images we ask .  . . Is it the same with most fellows?

 

Looking beyond the shadows in the crevices of the mask . . . Loving as each heart mellows