I dreamed last night.
And for the first time in a long while
it came back to me with the morning.
A man who appeared to be a doctor entered my home unannounced.
My parent's delighted faces sent rays of light into my mind.
I looked at my cracked hands dazed away.
An uncomfortable presence filled the room with an eerie smoke.
He continued with "We are going to make you beautiful."
I never asked for this.
I never knew about this.
beautiful.
The word lost it's true meaning.
"Pick out your new eye color."
"I'll close the ragged holes on your ears."
"Better hair."
"Smaller nose."
I awoke in fright.
Then I wondered,
Out of all the dreams, why did I remember this one?