She has a fine thread of silken white hair tickling her pale forehead. She puffs through pursed dry lips; the hair lifts but falls back. I lean across and smooth away the annoyance. Ma smiles then, and mouths, “Thank you.” The scar on the paper-thin skin of her forehead looks more angry now than it did when I first asked her, years ago…
A great novelist, André Malraux, noted, “Man isn’t what he thinks he is, he’s what he hides.” The thing one avoids discussing sometimes say more than their actions. And in her words, S. B. Borgersen discusses how shadows of the past affect our individualities.
S. B. Borgersen is the Gold Writer of the ArtAscent Black call for writers. To see the full body of work and profile, get a copy of the ArtAscent Art & Literature Journal Black issue.