She hides the tears in her eyes so well now, that even when
they streak her skin, they shine like stars. Because at least she's feeling
something. At least her heart is still beating, at least her will is still
fighting strong. Don't make up the connotation for tears to mean weakness,
or pain, or unprecedented suffering. Tears are the body flexing
another muscle. They're a symbol of humanity, not the visual of
a broken being.
She hides the tears in her eyes because you misunderstand their meaning.
The streak of a tear isn't a crack to her porcelain skin;
its a symbol that she's surviving this fucked up world we're in.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
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