Finally.
Finally, I have the room all to myself.
Finally, I can remove the hairclip.
Finally remove the make-up covering my face,
and unbuckle the bra.
Finally.
Finally, I can take down the banners.
Finally remove all the dirty plates,
and half eaten food.
I can finally move everything back to its ‘home’.
Finally.
Finally, I can kick off my shoes.
Finally.
I can remove the mask,
and become the real me again.
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Joanne Macias is a multi-disciplinary creative, having featured in both online and print publications which includes Living Stories, Best of Times, The Sour Collective, Two Wolves Digest, Short Stories Unlimited, Roi Fainéant plus many more. She loves finding interesting ways to challenge reader perception through unique scenarios in everyday settings. She embarks on her first residency in Ireland in 2025 where she will complete her first poetry collection. You can follow her adventures at @joanne_macias_writer
