We watch the mirrored walls bounce reflections like echoes, fragments of the scene ricocheting through our vision in pieces. It makes our heads buzz. We fit the pieces together ourselves, making something that’s new, ours.
Peter “Uhh I wish I was in Queensland with my family where it’s nice and sunny right now but I’m here working. I’ve been a prison guard in Melbourne jails for the last 40 years, moved down to Australia from England. 382 more words