Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Inside a mirror I look,

I see our distorted reflection

A mask from a Venetian Carnival

A whisper of silk and feathers

The gondolas pass us by

Singing a lullaby

And amidst our slumber

We fall, we sink

We hit the bottom of the Adriatic sea

And as we choke on the gushing water

Our eyes open

The makeup runs, stains upon our face

Free of the mask,

The blurry vision cleared

as the Truth surfaced

and the mirror shattered

—Kristyl Gravina

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