By Kathleen Lawrence
I’m right here.
Funny you don’t see me,
yet you complain I take up two seats.
I’m just like you.
Not me, you tell yourself, feeling superior,
you’ve got self-control.
I do matter.
You walk right past me,
never offering even a sidewalk smile.
I still hurt.
Just because my heart is buried in flesh
doesn’t mean I don’t feel.
Convince yourself your thinness makes
you better, and you can stuff your pain
Kathleen A. Lawrence has had poems published in Rattle's "Poets Respond," Eye to the Telescope, Silver Birch Press, Scryptic, haikuniverse, and Parody Poetry Journal. Recently two poems were nominated for 2017 Best of the Net, and another was nominated for a 2017 Rhysling Award from the Science Fiction & Fantasy Poetry Association (SFPA). In 2016 "Even Happy Ghosts Can be Scary When You're Seven" won third prize in the short poem category of the SFPA annual contest.