I’m painted, made up,
simultaneously lightly
sketched and stretched
thin. Afraid of smudging,
of being mered like
bits of rubber, brushed
off paper onto the floor.
And barely bouncing
upon landing to sit
unnoticed, I’m relieved
to no longer be
employed or illused.
About the Author
Brian Ji is a seventeen-year-old writer attending Seoul International School in South Korea. His work has appeared in Lullwater Literary Magazine, SCOPE Magazine, and VOICES Literary Journal. Outside of writing, he enjoys playing racket sports.
