There’s no write time

  BLOCKED This morning the mirrorcaught my eyes,and I locked gazewith the creature staring back at me, wondering, as I sometimes do,what would happenif I opted not to claim her. If I chose a different identitywould the mirror recognize my sovereigntyor would it keep reflecting backthis worn face,these lips closedtight against all the wordsknocking up against my clenched teeth, […]