Camera Shy

Twelve years old and a silhouette of inspiration

But really I was just gazing up so when the bird shit fell

I'd be the first to know

He took out his camera and told me to feel the moment

But all I could feel was his gaze on my skinny chicken legs

My long lashed eyes

My sunken, emancipated chest

"Yes, like that."

Just like that

Click, flash, gone