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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Women over 50 are Invisible (according to one source) But…isn’t that a superpower? Please don’t notice me wearing the same black leggings three days in a row Content to sit on my couch trash t.v., pumpkin pie breakfast Don’t listen to me imitate British accents and slang I glean from Love Island Do NOT perceive me walking the dog in blue flannel p.j.’s in a snowflake pattern in July Yes, I have tye-dye Crocs which I am wearing paired with socks that show a hand flipping the bird But who cares? I am invisible It is my superpower Five months ago I began to experiment not showing up to mandatory meetings I've yet to hear a thing No repercussions Thank you, Invisibility This also means No witnesses to my poor behavior No apologies demanded no excuses needed hot sauce dripped upon ample breasts slightly weighted down by life well lived? Who cares? you don’t notice and I don’t mind Laughing in a movie theater so loud I snort among popcorn, M&M’s and greasy fake butter No one blames the old lady in the same black leggings now paired with a concert T from Petty’s last show at the Hollywood Bowl I’m inconspicuous and you give the stink eye to the three teens sitting to the left Ha-ha! I bet I could fart and they’d get the blame Lil stinkers I could go on and on about the beauty the freedom, the sheer sexy exhilaration this covert, intangible, obliterated existence offers But I won’t You wouldn’t hear me anyway I am invisible It is my superpower
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