Published in MoonPark Review, March 2019.
“I scrutinise my pale mirror image. Ghastly.
It’s a word that barely makes it into my everyday vocabulary (it feels horribly middle-class in my already slightly pompous Southern accent), but which never fails to blurt itself inside my head whenever I catch sight of my reflection. Pallid, ghostly, ghastly.”
Nobody likes feeling out of place. Life seems a lot easier when you surrender to capture.
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