Your Stare
My parking skills impeccable
I backed my car into the spot
Disbelief showed on your face
You didn’t try to hide your stare
I’d been having a good day when
I walked across the parking lot
You didn’t try to hide your stare
Disbelief showed on your face
My plate hidden on the back
I heard you curse when I walked by
Disbelief showed on your face
You didn’t try to hide your stare
I almost turned my car around
To prove to you I hadn’t lied
You didn’t try to hide your stare
Disbelief showed on your face
My hidden disabilities
Can sometimes creep up on me
Disbelief showed on your face
You didn’t try to hide your stare
I had nothing to prove to you
No show-and-tell for you to see
You didn’t try to hide your stare
Disbelief showed on your face
You didn't try to hide your stare
Mona Mehas (she/her) writes about growing up poor, accumulating grief, and climate change. A retired, disabled teacher in Indiana, USA, she spends most days at her laptop with two old cats as chaperones. Previously, Mona used the pseudonym Patience Young. She's published in Sad Goose Coop, miniMAG, Exist Otherwise, and others. Mona is a Trekkie and on her third time watching every Star Trek show and movie in chronological order. @Patienc77732097 and linktr.ee/monaiv.