– a prompt for this week’s CW piece.
As I step out of the shower
and see the fogged up mirror,
My parents always used to marvel
at my bathroom fogging expertise.
“Don’t use your hand to clear the mirror!”
– my mother’s words still ring in my ears
and I reach for a towel to wipe the mirror.
The fog in the bathroom is so thick
that the moment I clear the mirror,
it gets covered with mist again.
I continue the battle
with the fog and the mirror.
A cold breeze comes out of nowhere
and envelops me from the back.
For a moment there,
I can see my own reflection,
but something’s wrong.
The mirror fogs back up again.
Another wipe reveals
a reflective surface
and my face.
But it’s not mine.
Leaning in closer,
I see hollow eyes.
A long face.
It’s always there.
Lurking in the shadows.
Like a basilisk,
hoping you look into its eyes
and get lost forever.
“Not again. I won’t” – I think to myself, as I put on my favorite stilettos and leave the past behind.
P.S. As always, you are more than welcome to use this prompt to inspire your post. If you decide to write something, be sure to pingback to this post, so that I can get an alert and check out your post. (A post on how to do pingbacks can be found here.) If pingbacks are not your thing, feel free to simply leave a link to your piece in the comment section below. The more, the merrier!
Did you enjoy reading this post? Hit LIKE.
Have some thoughts on the topic? Share in the COMMENTS.
Do you regularly enjoy my blog? Be sure to FOLLOW.
Are my posts getting lost in your busy Reader? Try SUBSCRIBING.