The Interview.

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Sit up straight, smile.

Do not look down, smile.

Tuck in your shirt, smile.

Pull down your skirt, smile.

 

The nerves will eat at you slowly,

Like the worms on a decaying body laid to rest.

Your heart will explode, mind the splatter.

And when you stomach twists,

Remember to iron it out with a smile.

 

Keep your head high,

Confidence is your weapon.

The corridor will look like a haunted movie scene,

Mind the spider webs.

And when your exorcism begins,

And you say a little prayer,

Remember to smile.

 

Written by Amogelang Lekwadu.

Photography by Brigid Schutz.