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  • Fog

    Tonight I break my silence. This is my open letter to you. You will always be remembered as a vapor the heat-wet rising to fog the mirrors, blurring distinction: When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw you, too. But that’s not true I saw a mirage and what I wanted to see…

  • Recognition

    I have somewhat bothersome dissociative episodes in which I look in the mirror and do not recognize mysels (No, I mean) I do not recognize myself or I recognize myself apart from the human flesh that sometimes binds me I tell my psychiatrist about this. Hmmm, he says. What do you think these are about,…