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Tonight's Poet Corner: My Armor

My Armor by Belinda Roddie This is the space where I hang my armor when it's not in use, which isn't often. I wear it frequently, whenever I go outside, whenever the eyes of strangers spin like disco balls in my direction. I'm shaky when caught in scattered light; my expression is refracted across glass, their reflection caught in the breastplate. The metal's thin, but strong enough to stop words in the shape of a fist. The dents are from brass knuckles. I wear chain mail, too, every ring of mesh a never ending circle of a memory. I watch my fingers run in loop- de-loops across a scene which dialogue I wish I didn't still have memorized. I used to don a helmet, but its visor cracked from the brunt of a scream. Everything was shinier and sturdier in my youth - the steel polished, the rust minimal. I handled my armor with the best of care. I ran iron wool across the hauberk, wiped my gauntlets until they glinted more gold than silver. My boots

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