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The Mirror

It only sees the Discontinued dry knees, Unloved love handles, Bare, bruised collarbones, And my unveiled curly hair. The mirror did not reflect over The bike rides with punctured tires, The missing meals and glasses of water, and The glass thrown at me by therapy. Finger combinations to trigger key combinations to Self-esteem complications, My true essence is Unfound. You, You are a mirror, You only see, what I Will not be. You only see the Melanin, connect the dots, Life-long scars, series of undone thoughts. But even the mirror cannot capture My full reflection.

The Mirror

It only sees the Discontinued dry knees, Unloved love handles, Bare, bruised collarbones, And my unveiled curly hair. The mirror did not...