In the mirror she appears, layer-by-layer; I don her like armour.
Paints, greases, powders, and creams; a wall of fictions against cold appraisal, a shield of chemical lies against judgement.
I construct her for the world on that unwanted and undesirable scaffolding I call myself.
Tinted contacts and tinted hair, lifted shoes and push-up bra; she defies the limitations of my anatomy and my self-esteem.
She is my reflection, she is not me.
What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.
This week’s word: LIPSTICK
Usual story guys: click here to read everyone’s stories, and let me know what you think.
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