Based on "Mirror" by Sylvia PlathI am clear and precise. I harbor no illusions.What I see before me, I become immediately.I am untainted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I cannot lie --I am small, but all-seeing.I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man. What I did do was walk into the bathroom, lock the door and dress in the cloths I had removed before the shower. Linda was knocking on the door saying all those stupid things like "we need to talk". I came out of the bathroom and headed for the door. Linda was still trying to get me to "see reason" and "not over react". I turned as I was going through the door. This was my chance to redeem a tiny bit of pride by saying something meaningful like "have a nice life". Chad beat me to it. He put an. "(Friend, laughing) "Gee, Bob, if you didn't want to say why you need to stay with me all you had to do was say so. Hahahahahahahaha. Senator Doe's wife. That's rich, Bob."The hardest thing I ever did in my life was drive up to that gate again and announce myself. But this time the guy remembered me from before. He shook his head, but punched the button and I went on in.Daphne let me in again, and her face was as expressionless, as a good servant's face should always be. This time she led me to.Read More
