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POETRY

Looking-glass
by Heather Williams Elder

I'd just had a baby: my first. You,
who dislike children, brought me a mirror.
To look at myself, you explained,
because everyone was looking
at the child; you thought I might like
to look at myself. You broke off,
flushing, laughed. I knew
exactly what you meant.

Heather Williams Elder lives in Wellington, New Zealand with her husband and two young daughters. A full-time mother, she also works intermittently as a freelance editor and lecturer. Her writing has appeared in JAAM and Takahe.