Stories tagged “Mirrors”

  • The Old Lady

    Sharp, shiny pieces and a Shivering Smashing sound. My pretty wet face wrinkled on the floor. Who sees it but me, what was before. Segments of beauty, drowning in itself. Melted by the unseeing eye. —Lynna Waters

  • Seeing

    Sometimes I cast myself to wonder Of how the world could be If mirrors mattered not to us And we could really see

  • A Glance Encounter

    They pushed him into the room and closed the door. Desperately, he tried the handle. It didn’t budge. They’d locked the door. He turned and looked at the room. Concrete walls, concrete floors, a concrete ceiling that was slightly too high u...