Based on "Mirror" by Sylvia PlathI am clear and precise. I harbor no illusions.What I see before me, I become immediately.I am unta...nted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I cannot lie --I am small, but all-seeing.I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man. I looked right at her, stood up, and slid them down to my ankles. Kicked them across the room. And lay back on the bed with my arms behind my head. “Ta Da.” She put her hands together. But now my erection was almost painful. I could not believe my position right now, while at the same time trying to be totally nonchalant. Laura’s eyes were as big as saucers as she walked up to the be. She said, “Alright then, I need to put you together then.” She had even put together a little makeshift tool. “Bob is better but may not be 100%. He bounced around a lot during the crash,” Luther told me. “He can move though.”“All right, what’s Miranda doing?”“She’s using the GPS device to figure out where we are. She got it from the survival pack before she gave it to the Medics,” he told me, as Miranda approached us.“Where are we?” I asked.“We’re some twelve hundred miles from the capital, but only about sixty miles from a settlement named ‘Farout’,” she told us with a giggle.“At least we’re on the. His face shining in the pink glow of twilight. As I look out over the water, I take a long swig of my beer and realize that sitting there at that lake, listening to him waxing lyrical about reels and lines, warm in a jacket that smells like him, might just be the happiest I’ve ever been.“Hey, Ethan,” I say, speaking before the thought is fully formed, “you know what’s just occurred to me?” I don’t wait for him to answer, as I continue, casting my line, sending it through the air and into the.Read More
