-ACT- -Ishigaki- Lover Of Mirror Image
That is the trap of Ishigaki. It tricks you into believing that dualities can merge. Land and sea. Self and other. The real you and the beautiful ghost in the glass. -ACT- -Ishigaki- Lover Of Mirror Image
The reflection smiles. I didn’t.
Tonight’s soundtrack: "Yui" by Nenes – for the old Okinawa. Tonight’s drink: Habu-sake (just one sip, for bravery). Tonight’s truth: Maybe loving your mirror image isn't a curse. Maybe it's just the prerequisite for letting anyone else see you at all. -ACT- -Ishigaki- Lover Of Mirror Image That is
I walked down to the seawall tonight. The moon was a thin slice of yuzu peel. The water was so still it became a floor of black mirrors. Self and other
In the mirror, I see the version of me who would have swum out too far. The version who would have touched the fire coral on purpose, just to feel something sharp. The one who falls in love with taxi drivers and then forgets their faces by morning.