Creepy

It tempts me to test boundaries

To see people cringe at my proximity to their space

Invading their bubble

An uneasy feeling

Imploding within themselves

The mouth’s a gasp at this stranger

They move away I move closer

The mumbles of onlookers

Disbelief, still no one says a thing

My presence a plague to them

I’m Latino we give hugs and kisses when we meet

Get over it

I’d rather be friendly

Then cold and sterile

Still, fun to go up to strangers

Sad thing

One day someone will say it was sexual harassment

And I will get “canceled”

The times we live in

Day #176 SJD
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