insidious fragments
of a broken mirror,
prod into my skin,
I tweak out the piece
of glass drenched in blood
and stare at my reflection.

The demon on my shoulder
smirks iniquitously
I rise up and turn, ready for a dual
the demon unmasks
my doppleganger,
I encounter my Nemesis,
ME.




-Tanisha Malik & Rohit Panjwani

- Rohit Panjwani