COMPETITION PROMPT
Write a poem or story about a mirror struggling with the fact that she has no identity of her own. (What could this be symbolic of?)
Two of a Kind
Who are you?
I am you
That’s not true!
Yes, we’re two
That can’t be
You heard me
That’s enough!
Oooo, so tough
You are not I
Why would I lie?
I’m all my own
Am I your clone?
Wait, whatdya say?
Your hearing okay?
Just who are you?
Check out this view
You’re my reflection?
Have an objection?
You’re just a mirror
You’re not in error
You agree with me?
I do, partially
Say what you will then
You’re a mirror, Gwen!0
An individual
Perhaps you act the fool?
Perhaps you cannot see?
See this infiniti?
Frames recede in color?
We reflect each other
That is impossible
No, simply logical
Okay, I am a mirror
Now we are getting clearer
I still have what makes me, me
Individuality?
It’s not just an endless loop
We’re clearly in the same group
What do you see?—Look closely
I see…your identity!