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The Mask

Item: The Mask
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Author: Any1mark

Any1markApril 29, 2019

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The Mask

written by: Any1mark

@any1mark66

My fingers ply at the mask

Janis should be our patron saint

My smile tears at your frown

Warm pleasant thoughts try to thaw

Distant storms stir dreams of hope

Your person moat worn like badge

With no bridge we stay afar

Mysteries of imaginary barriers

Built by ghosts waiting for your bidding

I visits them regularly in your place

But still my fingers ply at the mask

When do I dare remove it?

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Mark, a traveler with a working problem. I spend my time writing poetry, flash fiction, and taking pictures of the world. I have time because I'm waiting for the Ckeveland Browns to win a Super Bowl.

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Yesterday - September 5, 2019
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The Mask - April 29, 2019

I live in the small town of Long Lake, Minnesota, west of Minneapolis. I worked many years as a sales and technical training instructor. I began writing seriously in 2011 by writing a poem a day for a year. I loved the process and stayed with, focusing on rhymed poems and haiku. In 2015 I met a fellow writer who encouraged me to begin writing short stories. I did. In early 2018 I submitted my first story on-line and it was featured on CafeLit. I have been off and running since then. Bridge House Publishing is releasing a collection of twenty-seven of my stories later in 2020. I love the process of coming up with an idea and creating a story that hopefully has both emotional impact and is interesting to read. I have no plans on stopping. Many thanks to Spillwords for featuring my stories, and thank you to those who read them and who voted for me. It is truly an honor to have been selected as Author of the Month.