i have seven mirrors in my house and they all
tell the same story

but none of them is true

i drink tea and water and wine
and then you remember

we have not eaten

hunger fills the dark with daydreams
and i open a window so we can listen

to the emptiness of fortitude

you turn your back to me and
shift position to look

for a moon that has not risen

hours later you are asleep and i see her
reflection in the looking glass of silence

but i don’t wake you





A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month.
This post is part of NaPoWriMo. see more here.
Also linking up with the fabulous dVerse poets for Open Link Night, join us!

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