"your Twin Brother"

Her voices landed

like loose coins

at my feet—

small, cold, heartless.

I trimmed my hair

but kept my bangs,

soft across my eyes like before.

Weird she used "twin brother",

that depicts my "different" look,

a word tossed carelessly between us.

I tried to hide my awkwardness in class,

and inside

it felt brutally rude—

like someone trying

to rename the moon.

CBKNN.

"The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal." — Astrid Alauda