“Whose Face? ” / Memorable Fancies #1199

[“…my own face / entering and leaving the mirror.” – Roberto Bolaño]

     Yesterday I saw my mother’s face in the mirror. “Surprise,” she said, standing behind me, “bet you didn’t know I was here.”

     “No,” I said, “I didn’t know you were standing behind me until I saw your face in the mirror – and didn’t see my own.”


The photographer is showing photos of people he took in an African village. They believe, he smirks, that taking pictures of people is evil, and the photographer will be cursed. – They were right.    [A story line from my collection The Trees of Malice: 16 tales of horror and the weird too creepy to share. Buy it on Amazon.]


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