Self
WRITTEN BY EMILY PENG
yesterday the mirror cracked & frozen
fractures blossomed against my reflection
while my face shifted like
waves rippling along the shore
of the vast lake where, last
week, i killed a little girl
last night i stared into the cracks &
found an empty spiderweb
stretched across my reflection &
suddenly i was the spider spinning
a beautiful trap as each of my
eight limbs begged you to stay
when my reflection finally bursts
against the seams, i will find a
pile of blackened organs strewn
across the greasy floor &
search for the gaping hole
to a world of never-beens.