The light broke through
the space between the door and the wall,
steady florescent yellow, casting half formed shadows
I forgot the color of the walls.
Our backs faced the door, our hair lit up like halos,
their thin arms, frail and delicate
reached through empty space
The taller girl spoke
“Grab the vanity mirror”
the mirror was propped against the smooth, cool wall
reflecting light, it caught my eye
I lifted the vanity, I heard the bronze skinned girl giggle
I smiled. My lips cracked against my teeth.
the small sharp bones in her elbow moved when she reached towards me
she grabed the mirror.
The tall girl, with skin like alabaster, and hair like strands of obsidian,
reached into her apple red purse
the vanity was placed on a blotchy green garbage can
we smiled, their smiles were huge, teeth like
perfect white lines.
We leaned over our reflections,
distorted, dark
when we lifted our heads back up
our eyes were as big as dying stars.
