Virtual Reflection

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In the monitor’s reflection
The daily timid fear
It is the hatred reflected from pain
Healthy and perfect anonyms
With a sore loser complex

The ability to hide
Is the triumph of the screen
They conceal faces of bitterness
And souls laid in misery
Fondness for the virtual world
Is the disappointment of looking out the window

Endless crude certainties
Contained in perfect rhetoric
Constant and suppressed shivers
Far from reality, above suspicion
They type… depressed humans
Camouflaged in rooms, lurking

In memories, sorrows prevail
In virtual phrases, glories
Born from minds without greatness

The fate of the negative egregore
Is the element of the keyboard
Of egocentric victories
Cries out… the unloved

(of senseless virtual experiences)

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Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves builds worlds with words, and dismantles the ones that already exist. She writes about what hurts, what transforms and what refuses to be forgotten. She writes about love, identity and the systems that insist on defining us.

She believes literature is the only place where truth doesn't need permission. Her texts are born from the certainty that every story told with courage is an act of freedom; for whoever writes and whoever reads.