Invisible

Smeared secrets

It’s the last class
of the day
and I’m sighing
when it starts to rain.

Heavily.

I think it will smear the make up

if I have to walk
through it

But not many people
walk home the way I do
so it shouldn’t be too bad.

That’s what I think
until
my brother races off,
telling me he’ll be back
later

and I see someone walking
in the same direction I am
to go home.

It’s Evan;
just my luck.

I wipe most of the make up off
with the sleeve of my jumper;
it’s going to look worse smeared
and mixed with rain.

I hope
he doesn’t notice
the scabs
on my face.

cccccMost of them
cccccare small.
Maybe from the distance away he is
they’ll look like...pimples?
I wish.

But he shouldn’t look
at me
anyway.

Because no one
sees me.