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?)

The "Look"


I am 

The “Look”

A noun 

or verb

And sometimes

Then

A “See”


They say 

that I’m

An “Everyone”

But never

Just

A “Me”


I am 

A “Gaze”

A “View”

A “You”

But when am I

An “I”?


Well…


Not an “Eye”

I’m “Hand”

I’m “Thigh”

But,

None of those

are mine…


I am the

“Look”

Both noun

And

Verb

I am the 

“Inbetween”


A shame

To live

As "Everyone"

And

Never

Once

Be

Seen

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