By Ava Moga, TIWP Student

The rain washes me.
My makeup is hosed down
Into a milky puddle.
My foundation melts away. 
Mascara pours down my face
And the blush is eaten away.
My hair becomes showered.
The hairspray crunch is gone.
And my earrings fall off.
My shoulders slump 
And my jaw unclenches.
A real smile returns.
I’m back to normal.