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Mamma's Reflection
I dust my cloth
Across the glass
I cannot see her
But she's there
I know
Her pale eyes
Watch me from
The mirror:
Her only window
Now
From the mirror
She watches
From the mirror
She looks
In the mirror
Trapped where you
Cannot see
In the mirror
Prismed
Another me-
The ghost
That haunts
The ghost
That weeps
poem
by
Isabelle Cooper
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