What an interesting opening. The mirror shivers upon your approach. I like this.

Thank you, Fia. And Happy Holidays!

Some days I glance at the mirror and can’t figure out who the stranger is. Like the mirror has ripples. But it’s no funhouse. I felt this one

Mirrors don’t lie! It’s the cold hard truth when it comes to appearances.
I enjoyed the piles of yesterskin!

Merry Christmas!

Okay. I didn’t know the mechanics of it, but now I do. My ex wife couldn’t walk past a mirror without stopping to admire herself, but she might run past them now, what with all that yesterskin pilled up. You’re hittin’ on all eight, old man.

Superb piece of Xmas cheer that makes the reader thirsty for more. A clever write that brings images I would love to see in an old Twilight Zone or Night Gallery episode. Your work is always exceptional.

Powerfully penned, Thomas. Excellent Xmas write my friend. I pictured the Santa as Billy Bob Thornton. Too much Bad Santa I guess. Appreciate you.

Damian

There’s a quality to your pieces that feels very much like a storyteller who shares bits of life as he passes. You take us there, without frills, and deposit us in the scene. Always a treasure to read your words

Thank you, so much.

Nice.
I was told ages ago that it’s a flaw in writing to give inanimate things the ability to do conscious things, like the grass leaning to listen, as if it knew to.
Yet, I argued that in creative writing, comes a creative freedom to paint things in a different light. To give it that “as if”.
That’s what makes it more interesting and even unpredictable.
Well done poem here. I truly enjoyed it.

Dear K,

Even your summary waxes poetic. I enjoyed this piece because the inanimate had something to offer. It was a lovely image seeing and feeling the energy transfer from one thing to another throughout the write. Lovely piece. H🌷