I too can change the world
polish my eyes into obsidian stones
stare you down with my opaque gaze
reflect your darkness.
You’ll argue 
the darkness that strangles us
is mine, 
you’ll beg an unkind god 
to please keep it away from me, 
make such dark 
be hers only.
And yet neither I nor you
can erase the presence
of mirrors everywhere
cruel in their lack of judgment.
Marie-Andree Auclair’s poems have appeared in a variety of print and online publications in the United States, Canada, Ireland and in the United Kingdom. Her chapbook, Contrails was released by In/Words Magazine and Press/Ottawa. She lives in Canada.

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