"Mirror, Mirror"

Take a moment now

to remember every shimmering, moth-eaten detail

about her face.

When you look into the mirror, can you see her better?

A little glass cleaner ought to cleanse away

all the smears and smudges.

And now?

Who was she?

Where did she come from?

--(what does that even matter?)--

Tell her about all the times she

laughed so hard that cried

and all the times she cried so

hard, she laughed.

The great contradiction, and what a trickster is

that fighting tear.

So tell me, do you see her now?

Don't say it's too late to smile

Because you know that would

make me a liar.