I have
A scar
On my forehead.
It's in the middle,
Almost dead center,
Between my brows.
And I
See it
Every single day.
I notice it
Every single day.
It has been there
Since I was a child;
More than a decade, and yet
Not a single person
Not once
Not ever
Has asked
"How did you get that scar?"
Without prompting
Without me pointing it out
Without first hearing mention of it.
Did they simply not notice?
Or are they too polite to ask?
I think
The former
Must be true,
Because once I
Say "Look at this scar on my forehead,"
They look surprised
Curious
Even taken aback.
Perhaps it is politeness
But I doubt
Everyone
Can feign shock so well.
So I think
To myself
"If no one notices the scar on my forehead,"
"What else do I see"
"Every day"
"In the mirror"
"That no one else sees?"
For of course
If the scar on my forehead
Goes unnoticed,
Then so too must my acne
My enlarged pore
My skin tags
My moles
My stretch marks
My stray hairs.
Perhaps, even,
Others do not see them at all
Even with close examination.
Or, perhaps,
They are seen but not known?
Marks, flaws,
To me.
And to others?
As invisible
As the scar
On my forehead.
