Aug 2, 2025

Each morning, the mirror names me foreign.

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Powerful!

God damn! That last line! This 'small' poem says more than I could possibly ever explain.

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Rochelle Jewel Shapiro

Chilling. Gripping.

So effectively poignant.

This squeezes my heart.

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