- Lila Amin
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
My true essence is
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.