-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
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.