adventures in reflective surfaces
Fourteen years later
Here I am at 15, in my mom's bathroom, mouth full of metal, summer camp bracelet intact, and that wallpaper, that eternal 70s wallpaper, now finally gone. Later, with the braces off and the hair long, then short, then long, then short again, I'd be fourteen years older. I'd know more about the world, about life, and about how to turn the flash off when I take a mirror self portrait.