Judgment

I was in the airport bathroom
When I realized my panties were inside out.

Did it matter?
Probably not.

But in that narrow and crowded stall -
you know, where you have to squeeze against the toilet to get the door closed,

I took off:
my shoes,
my pants,
and my panties.

Because I knew,
somehow,

They would all realize
something
just
wasn’t
right.

© 2025 November, Kayla Macias


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