The Infinite Starr

mirror-symbolism

  • Ink Doesn’t Forget

    By the time she found the old tattoo artist, the waiting list had become a legend. Some said he had retired years ago. Others swore he simply stopped accepting people who wanted decoration instead of direction. He never asked what someone wanted. He asked why. There was a difference. The walls around his chair were…

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  • Reflections Without Witnesses

    There was an old mirror that had never belonged to anyone. Not because no one wanted it. Because no one could keep it. It refused to tell the story people wanted. It only told the story that was. Collectors tried to frame it in gold. Kings tried to hide it behind velvet. Actors rehearsed in…

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  • White Moves First

    The board is already set when you arrive.You just don’t remember agreeing to play. Black squares. White squares. Mirrors where bishops should be. Reflections where pawns swear they’re kings. Somewhere between the ranks, a voice says it’s stuck. Another insists the game is rigged. One piece moves.One piece explains why it won’t. The one who…

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  • The Villain Learned to Be Held

    I will not pretend the demon arrived late. He was there from the beginning, standing guard where love kept bleeding through the cracks. He learned early that staying hurts less than being left, that holding on feels safer than admitting something is already gone. So he speaks first. I stayed longer than I should have.I…

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  • The Stranger Who Knows My Name

    Some things are just not worth fighting for. There’s a moment—sharp and clear—when “enough” is no longer a warning but a wall. You reach it, you feel it, and you know the choice is here: save them or save yourself.Always save yourself. Stop listening to the negative voices. Sometimes they crawl inside, weaving their way…

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