Mirror, Mirror
by Cynthia Atkins
“I am a collection of dismantled
almosts”--Anne Sexton
There is a parcel of land where everything is true
in reverse. Ribbon-cutting ceremony into the Mayor’s
grave plot, where Nana Ida is a shopper putting on her
lipstick,
shade 53, Maui in the Moonlight—Setting sail after
the war
of ideas. We’re all headed for nasty weather, or its
opposite
like breakfast for dinner. I found a lone diner just
off
the grid. In a plate, I saw myself, I saw my mother back
home,
tweezing her eye-brows—Nylons behind her drying
into leaves, or grief itself. My cracked lips homesick for a
smile
and a familiar meal. The waitress has a run in her
stockings,
like confidence in reverse, as when Gus the bartender
at the Ramada Inn held my arms behind my back
and touched my 16 yr. old breasts. I felt my pimples stir
into a hurricane in the town square—that Mayor selling
raffle tickets to the thinnest skin of dignity. The tip jar
wrestled to the floor. With two birds perched, my mom
pulled the tiniest stubborn hairs, as if twigs exhumed from
her brow—Hard triumphs of pain held under the light.
I hear Nana Ida’s worry lines in my ears. I am my mother pulling
out branches, the whole family tree. My face is the universe
breaking
off the smallest possibilities—with each shard of self.
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"Mirror, Mirror" was first published in Hermeneutic Chaos.
Cynthia Atkins is the
author of Psyche’s Weathers and In the Event of Full Disclosure,
and the forthcoming collection “Still-Life With God.” Her poems have
appeared in numerous journals, including, Alaska Quarterly Review,
Apogee, BOMB, Cleaver Magazine, Cultural Weekly, Denver Quarterly, Diode,
Florida Review, Flock Lit, Green Mountains Review, Le Zaporogue, Los
Angeles Review, North American Review, Rust + Moth, Sweet: A Literary
Confection, SWWIM, Tampa Review, and Verse Daily, and have been nominated
for Pushcart and Best of The Net. Formerly, Atkins worked as the assistant
director of the Poetry Society of America. She has received fellowships from
Bread Loaf and the VCCA. Atkins teaches creative writing at Blue Ridge
Community College and lives on the Maury River of Rockbridge County VA with her
family. More on @catkinspoet www.cynthiaatkins.com, https://www.facebook.com/Cynthia-Atkins-190490067665164/-
A hurricane of ironically perfect metaphors.
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