-To all those who are lost in thought/ "The False Self" Julia de Burgos Mirror mirror dark as night her pale skin, here, to give fright when her kala skin moves, the rosey line parts. Mirror mirror my lips are sown holding the needle in his hand she smiles back maliciously. Mirror mirror white teeth on white skin, specks of blood dripping Down her lips, running through her hands, ripped clothes and black, ooze-gunk dripping down the mirror. She takes one last look, puts in her scarf and walks out the door. Kala- dark/black/dirty