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Tag: mirrors

Self (poem)

Stand in front of the mirror.
Keep telling yourself that you’re real.

— Disparition, Song for the Other Side

I am sorry that I
close my eyes
in all my
pictures to you. The
thing is, I
am standing in
front of the mirror
saying I’m a
person I’m a
person I’m a
person and I
don’t know what will
happen first:
either I believe
it or it
comes to lose
all meaning.

Mexico City

He looked himself in the mirror, intently. Behind him, on the other side of the street, was the entrance to the bank. The mirror was not really a mirror, just a storefront window, but someone had draped something dark on the inside, and the effect was almost the same. It was an art project; behind the dark satin lay a little camera capturing people’s expressions. His expression was a volatile one without any twitching muscles, like the stillness of a lake in a volcanic caldera. He got out his stockings, rolled it over his head, and ran across the street.