I’m afraid to age.
Not because of the aches and pains in my body
Or the aches of losing people.
But because society will disregard me and throw me out like restaurant trash simply because I’m older.
And this will mean me doing the same with my self respect.
He was interesting, intimidating. A long forgotten desert slept on his cheek. Behind his eyes lay emerald fields of grass separated by a rolling sea. I looked into them and thought and I have never left home.