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the relationship between a girl & her reflection

by ALLIE BEENE - August 22, 2021


I always encounter her at my worst

when we’re all we have.

she’s more splintered than I realize once our eyes meet

embarrassing that her existence departs my mind once she leaves my sight,

or perhaps once I leave hers.

Seven years is a long time,

but evermore I crave her being’s demolition.

nights of panic pull me to her window

I place my numb hand on her cool features

“who ARE you?”

she horrifies me & we both sob

together, painfully alone.

I cannot escape her

bitter gratitude cripples us both.

the following sunrise, I smile & nod at her, vowing to stay with her at my worst

she does the same.

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