Mirrors Sometimes Speak, Sometimes Don’t

i wrote a poem about this.
(a long one.) and then erased it:

i look in mirrors for signs of life.

today it happened.
and i smiled, because i had to.

(i’ve only ever met that man once or twice before.)

 

mirror

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