Alter ego Catherine

Cathy runs the day the way she always does
Social micro-management
Dealing with the petty nothings of her encounters
Dealing with the heavy somethings
Heavily in her head like metal
Accumulating throughout the day
At home it’s party
It’s loud music and loud chatter
Loud loud loud
Tired smiles and aching cheeks
Muscles
Weight
Boyfriends
Girlfriends
She goes into the bathroom and locks the door and screams
Fuck

Fuck, she screams again
Because when no-one’s thinking of her
The aggression does

Out she comes from the bathroom
Cathy
Brave for hours on end
Day after day
Waiting for the one who’ll look at her and know
She’s locked herself away for a minute
And cared for herself again