Mirror

Marooned life; clipped ticket on your page.

You come laden with children; smudged

Screams of delight. My chlorinated tears

Cast shadows on this cage. The cameras

Swim free as they filter my plight. There’s

One who doesn’t share the tyrannical glee,

An upside smile caught on her face. Eyes

Wrung out avoiding me, the glass ceiling

Echoes, we’re both not meant for this space.