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Hiding What Could Be
by Barbara Eknoian

If I wear a mask
and you wear one too,
how will we get to know
the real us?
On the surface
you may appear
snobby, disinterested,
hiding your shyness,
and I might hide
under my mask
because I fear rejection.
Let’s take a chance
and stop hiding
under masks
and reveal our true selves
tender and caring.
Or else we might find out
too late
that we could have been
soul mates.

PAINTING: “The entrance of the masked dancers” by Edgar Degas (1879).

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Among some people, I’ve always felt shy. They never really got to know the real me.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Barbara Eknoian’s work has appeared in Pearl, Chiron Review, Cadence Collective Anthology, Red Shift, and Silver Birch Press’s Silver, Green, Summer, and Self-Portrait anthologies. She is a long-time member of Donna Hilbert’s poetry workshop in Long Beach, CA. Her recent novel, Hearts on Bergenline Avenue, is available at Amazon.