Poem to (Anonymous) ECCIE Girl

Let's feel okay about
a place
where "I love you"
is called role play.

Let's pretend
you're not here because
of what he
did to you.

Let's pretend there's nothing
under the porcelain mask.
Are you afraid
he'll see you?

"I loved it."
"I loved it."
you said
but I bet he didn't love you.

Find yourself
in a glass of wine darker
than the lines beneath your eyes
but he's there.