Ruptured Looking Glass
Moonlight cast pale hands upon her window
Infatuated with its layer of dust
Uninvited guest observing from afar
As a young maiden fashioned in a flaxen lace gown
Sits on a Baroque chair, combing ash-auburn hair
Breathing heavy summer air
Wall-ticker heralds midnight
A minute later, the bed chamber’s Victorian looking-glass ruptures in half
Scared to her bones, the maiden jumps off the chair
Wonders how could it occur, something so obscure
Her mother opens the door like a fury
Reads out loud a telegram, just received
Fragile voice shakes in dolor
Her cousin of only18 passed away…
The maiden espies the looking-glass and glowers, frozen in disbelief
The mirror cracks evanescent…
Martina Rimbaldo is a woman who lives and works in Croatia. She always keeps a pen and notebook in her purse in case of sudden inspiration. Her work is published in Nightingale & Sparrow, Oddball Magazine, Sage Cigarettes Magazine, Spillwords, Street Light Press, Six Word Stories, and Poezija noći. Her artwork is featured in a weekly blog at Royal Rose Magazine, and her photographs have appeared in Bleached Butterfly and Anti-Heroin Chic. Martina loves to paint abstract paintings, read religious books, and watch horror, as well as old movies with Audrey Hepburn, Sharon Tate, and Brigitte Bardot (who happens to share her birthday). She (over)thinks, especially about death and what some people find morbid, but it's a part of life too. Her goal is to be a good person.