Muggin

Art by Stevens Smith

People used to tell me I looked so mean. Then say,

"what's there to be so mad about?"

"You're too young and handsome to be that serious"

"You should smile."

First, I would think to myself “I was smiling in my head until you started talking to me.”

Maybe I was thinking about revenge. Maybe I was reminiscing about exchanging those exotic ugly f!!k faces.

Maybe I'm mad because people won't mind their business. When they see my face, as handsome as it is, they dissect it, want to change me, and if I don't smile, they say I... Have a problem?

That's what I ask before I give them one. Sometimes through force, but when you ask, and I explain, you are offering to take my pain.