In The Glasshouse

Check across the mirrors to see if everything is working alright; the eerie sense of reflection of one object should not freak out the reflection of other, smoke dust silhouettes of rusted operas should not interfere with the current lineup of objects. Façade should seem like a shadow dance artist lip syncing brave new passages. The mirror should invent its own antithesis of toxic faces, prim proper charismatic ghosts of our times bleeding into the fantasies of the mirror. Cover the mirror with ...