Invisible

September 13, 2008
By Sarah VanGorden, Richardson, TX

I’m invisible.

Not invisible like the cold winds of winter.

Not invisible like the skin of a ghost.

Not invisible like the ceaseless flow of time.
But simply gone unnoticed; unwanted.

Invisible like the lone bearer of a cross.

Invisible like a tiny whisper.

Invisible like a sweet fish lost in the bitter sea.


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