it stares back at me
uncomprehending
that is not my face
It moves when I move
Blinks when I
Blink
no trace of recognition
no spark, no welcome
no-one is home
that face does not belong
How do I know who I am if I look in the mirror and see
Not me
A face that doesn't fit
Where did I go?
Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find all her books on Amazon. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.
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