Hypocrisy by Rae Iolene

Hypocrisy 

I hate the oiliness of it. 

The words that clash with the slant of an eye, or the wave of a hand.

Yet, why? 

Humanity is deadset on torturing each other, 

no less aware of the torture done onto themselves. 

The endless reach. That’s what gets me. 

Like oil and water—the realization never mixes. 

xx. Rae Iolene

5 April 2026