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We look into the mirror as the mirror looks back at us, reflecting one and the same.
There is no doubt about it, I am yours.
Darkness sprouts from the top of my skull, cascading down past my shoulders.
My eyes bore into the glass.
The ceiling has come undone, as simply as I dreamed it would, and I am swollen with emptiness as I float upward.
I raise my face to the moon and I let out a howl, newly released from my cage.
I am almost eye level with a star, ready to be shot into the pitch-black expanse that's expended so much energy coaxing me in.
But
My eyes drop infinitesimally and the damage is done.
I am sucked back in front of the mirror, the ceiling is reattached, and my body is filled to the brim with liquid lead.
My eyes bore into the glass.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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Indilove said...
Apr. 27, 2012 at 8:22 am:
I love this. great job!
 
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