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Mirrors (Mourning)

By Despy Boutris From Issue No. 9

I am not cruel, only truthful.

—Sylvia Plath

 

GIRL considers shrouding the mirrors

in black (mourning) : the two in the bedroom

from head to toe : the one above the sink

 

with a small opening at face height (utility) :

GIRL considers beating them with her fists :

her hammer (violence) : all agitation

 

of hands : like the terrier that once seized

on the hardwood : eyes a wide body of water

(terror) : GIRL considers her (joke)

 

favorite sexual fantasy : she is not touched

& does not want to be : GIRL as stone :

or maybe bone : like the teeth strung

 

into a necklace (macabre) : the ribcage

found in the field : curved like a ship’s hull :

bleached white : picked clean : no meat

 

on it (envy) : GIRL as clear as water : GIRL

as empty : GIRL as her (hyperbole) favorite

non-sexual fantasy : head tumbleweeding

 

through the air : no body to ground it :

like a gift to Langwidere (puerile memory) :

GIRL’s puerile desire : to be small enough

 

for the wind to take her : the erotics

of being taken : of allowing the taking :

GIRL who can’t take her own advice : to be

 

silver & exact : not a mirror swallowing

all it sees : not the lake she dives into :

& turns monstrous inside

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