The Mirror

March 26, 2013
The mirror
Is inky black
Clouds of dust
Float around
Like fumes
From cigarets
She reaches
To touch it
The image
And all is clear
For a second
And for
Just a moment
She can see
That she is..
That she might be...


But, then
She blinks
And the clouds
are back
Grey and puffy


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haley101 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 27, 2013 at 8:00 am
amazing. i can really connect, to be honest. and i really like what you did: you only put a few words on each line  
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