They´re staring at me …
Yes. Their eyes staring at me. Often. On the streets.
Why? What´s wrong?
Weeks I did not know why.
Until couple weeks ago I started to notice.
I look at myself on the mirror.
My skin.
Yes. My skin color.
It´s getting more brown…
and browner.
More than theirs.
From pale to exotic, colleagues said.
Oh, Dear.
