“Reflection” by Joni Karen Caggiano

MasticadoresUsa // Editor: Barbara Leonhard

White is the oval mirror of my exodus from the fearsome actions of the monsters in the red-brick house. Dark eyes blister as my heart pulses a bleak opus once again. An offering given by a stranger concealed with golden paper and wildflowers singing. After five years of her pleasure, I perceive the wonder of the gift and grasp the stranger’s identity. Such a beautiful thing I had never seen. Her face was an alluring light, blazing like the sun, for she was an angel.

Gazing intently into the mirror, I quickly initiate the smooth passage of her gelatinous cavity. My slip is now a glowing covering of layer upon layer of silk worthy of a queen. Greetings take place from the mermaid who visits from the pristine waters. Her voice comes forth like a rainbow of colors. Purple periwinkle smells of freshly baked cookies. Humans with incandescent wings sit…

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