The Golden Mask

She smoked another cigarette before returning to the bedroom... It was as if the mask had become fused to her face, as if she could no longer exist without it. It was as if it gave her a superpower that allowed her to deftly evade danger and hide from predators. Her men were generous with attention and gifts, but she wanted to feel loved, to spend an evening by the fire or gazing at the stars. She wanted to throw off the mask and say: "Hey, here I am, the real me, love me like this, sincerely, with all soul". So sad... She doesn't know how to get out... The pit seems to be too deep and there's nothing to cling to... It looks like either she will have to dig her nails and fingers into the ...View all