to those most of the timeswhen my body worked for the ambitions but soulyearned for art,
For all the wasted wishes to change what we see,let’s embrace each line and hug every contour making up the only road map we could ever…
Imirroredyoulosingmyselfin a reflectionthat was never mine
In response to Kyle’s One line poetry prompt
I hope;The world,doesn’t look at me,the way I do.
Bent down —I saw me in waterStood up — I saw me in glassNowhere, I saw you in meTill…
I’m old enough
In response to the August 5, 2020, one-line prompt
those pieces of mirror which I shatter each night when I write by morning they become the…
Mirror MirrorThrow me into the past.Show me the beginning.
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