I see me in you, mirror.

Our faces curve in the same place,

our hands work in indistinguishable ways,

I hold your eyes, and we share a familiar gaze.

Like mother,

like child.

You’re yet to grow older,

yet to build your armour,

you don’t need it yet.

I see you, covered in my blood,

Ready to walk the tightrope that

I’ve already crossed.

 

         I see her, covered in the blood

          of those that came before me,

         of those that came before her.

    Our fates fall in twinned ways -

             our palm lines our identical, our 

               tea leaves make the

           same patterns at the bottom of our cups.

I see you. You look just like me.      I see her. She looks just like me.