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Manipulated Mirroring: Hybrid Prose Poem

Only to collide

She chased him — only to collide with what isn’t rising — the mirror-fantasy and its mannequin, a sacred pact of deluded otherness — she was barely witness to her own invisibility —

longing laps out of
the pool
like a tongue
destined for just the one
and then held
mortified where it stands
for all time



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J.D. Harms

Former hairstylist, perpetual philosophy student, swallowed by poetry, writing, ideas