NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen

Mirror View

The woman looking back at me blinks differently.

I don’t recognise the shape of her eyes,

or the blemish left side of her nose.

Her lips don’t move the same way mine do,

her smile doesn’t seem quite as genuine.

I watch her, watching me and wonder,

is this the version others see?

A really short piece for day fifteen of NaPoWriMo.

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