Man in the Mirror

Last week we had a writing prompt from a mentor in Write of Passage to observe your surroundings. Pick an object in your space and write about it.

Here is my poem about my reflection in the mirror.

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Hello, my shadow.

Clearly following me like a stalker.

You look like me, dress like me and move like me.

But you can’t be me.

There is only one… me.

When I walk away, I will be alone.

Rid of you.

Do you cheat on me when I’m gone?

Do you try and make yourself into someone else?

How does it feel?

Always a copy, never the original.

Reflect on that for a time and tell me how it feels.