I am no one. (I am everyone)

The sun burns holes in the swollen sky

I am left beaten and worn

Searching for safe ground to lay down my head.

Troubled thoughts show themselves

In trembling hands and reddened eyes

For hours, I look into an old tarnished mirror

I see screaming children,

a young woman bleeding down her thighs,

a blinding explosion,

The truest reflection I have ever seen.

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