Staring Into The Looking Glass

I'm like a radio with no speakers
I cannot play
I am like a lightbulb with no wires
I cannot shine
I am like a television with no picture
I cannot project
I am an indian without their tribe
A wolf without it's pack
A cat without it's meow
I am a flower with no petals
I am a light with no shine
A constellation with no stars
A star with no gas
What am I?
I don't exist.
And that's staring into the looking glass.
Into my looking glass.


-By Ariana Joy and Robert Leasure