Hall of Mirrors

[unabridgedone]

Yesterday's laughter angles around partitions of memory. The humor dissipates in a maze of dissonance.

What distortions fill this place.

There, one frame to the left, waits a girl skewed wide. Shame drips from the curdled milk of her cheeks to join puddles by her feet.

Girl to the right warbles in the pane, forehead bulbous, body blurred as though

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[awakenyourfaith]

Beautifully written ♥