The Mirror Poem by Brandon Park

The Mirror



I look across the room
Into the mirror
And I see nothing.
Just the wall behind me

I wonder
Am I a ghost?
Nah
I'm not dead

Am I a vampire?
No
I have no fangs
Nor a cape

Then what is wrong with the mirror
Is it broken?
Is it a magical mirror?
Who knows.

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Brandon Park

Brandon Park

Hollywood, FL
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