Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be a bug? What do they see through their multi-faceted eyes? I have kaleidoscope eyes and watch people through my provincial, paned glass windows, but feel like a stranger outside looking in.

Those I am closest to never get closer than the cold, sleek glass that distorts their view of who or what I am. I am invisible and I begin to feel it. The shield of glass, at times is smudged, glazed, dirty, cracked or broken, so I can't be seen, but there I lurk. Retinal refractions provide a feathery bounce and some sensible information filters in softening my reality. I enjoy the kaleidoscope view from my short-lived vantage point. No, I