by Katie Liggera

photo by Lisa De Witte

where is the face
I saw yesterday
and the day before?
now it has morphed:
new expressions
plastered, painted
a new carving
etched upon skin
your soft smile

transformed

into a devious smirk
inviting eyes
now creased
into snake-like slits
calculating, contracting,
ready to attack me;
you’re not you

anymore
and tomorrow

I will wonder;  
which mask
you will showcase
which character
you will portray
in this masquerade?