break the mirror
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1 min readJan 29, 2020
futile:
i wring
these memorysoaked
rags of tears
impotent to clean
soilsouled
me
truthstained
no rapier
no dagger
to return
these recollections
you thrust
in me
(this is a one-line response to Nyaalo Miaʻs “Thrust” on Chalkboard)