The women don't look at me

An observation

The women don't look at me anymore,
Don't meet my eyes,
Offer a smile, acknowledgement, glance of understanding,
Hello, you are like me. Hello. 

This has stopped. 

Maybe it's because of how I walk, or dress. 
Maybe it's because of where I live. 
Maybe it's the bitch resting on my face, the carefully cultivated guard against unwanted attention. But tha…