The Mask by Olivia Stein / Untitled by Bridget Monro (Fall 21)
untitled / Bridget monro
THE MASK
Olivia Stein
The Mask
Mask of light and color
Hands painted silver
Wood swords and costumes,
playful performances on the cushions.
Running in the garden.
Harmonious,
Playful,
secure.
Boundaries are blurred into a vibrant versatile world.
Then comes the shadow,
It meticulously watches your actions.
Precise,
Skeptical,
Neglected.
The garden has died.
Costumes hidden in the cupboard.
Cushions are just a place to sit,
Hands are dull.
And its gone,
The Mask