I knew my invisibility I knew my invisibility when the lady next to my mother in the French nursing ward took me in her arms out of pity for there was nobody there who cared to rock a crying child, not wanted by hedonists who erred in pregnancy I knew my invisibility when my mother tucked bus ticket in her blouse kissed me goodnight for the final time explaining she needed to get out and breathe did not remember to keep the door ajar and the night vanquished me in her absence I knew my invisibility when my father silently resenting single-parenting did not pick me up outside the school gates the boys in the projects threw stones and jeered shouting; “show me your stinking snatch, bitch” until I learned to climb trees and wait and wait and wait I knew my invisibility when my grandfather told me to sit on his lap the only attention was the wrong kind and sick everyone else got busy like they didn’t know what was happening bit like being chained to a rock and watching for The Gorgon I knew my invisibility when my friends in bikinis had boys stuck to them like bees cooing as birds will underneath willow trees whilst I was bitten by mosquitoes not men and the ordinariness of me was the best repellent no need to spray tan, just stand and burn I knew my visibility when I broke into pieces and watched them descend unwilling to drown I reached out and a hand pulled me out of the darkness and into her universe where for the first time I was seen and loved for who I was and not a cream centered assortment blindly plucked from a candy box

Candice Louisa Daquin is of Sephardi French/Egyptian descent. Born in Europe, Daquin worked in publishing before immigrating to America to become a Psychotherapist, where she has continued writing and editing whilst practicing as a therapist. Daquin is Senior Editor at Indie Blu(e) Publishing, a feminist micro-press. She freelances as Writer-in-Residence for Borderless Journal and Poetry & Art Editor for The Pine Cone Review. Her next personal book of poetry is Tainted by the Same Counterfeit (Finishing Line Press, coming out 2022). Find more of her work at http://www.thefeatheredsleep.com
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