A Mirage


~ photo by Stephen Radford

A Mirage
by Jenny Katherine Luu

It was a moonless night
on the Las Vegas strip.
The pleasure hotel was hidden
behind a magical mirage of smoke.

The stripper who looked like an angel
looked in the mirror with regret.
Her face glistened under the candlelight.
The flames danced in her eyes –
her eyes smothered with mascara.
The rose she held in her hand
glistened with her teardrops.

Petal by petal, the rose fell –
Her regret reflected in the glistening mirror.
Her face was that of oblivion.
She struggled to breathe
under the smothering smoke.

There was never pleasure.
There was always regret.
The angel stripped away her clothes
and disappeared into the smoke.

The hotel smothered in flames,
burned to the ground
hidden behind the mirage.

There was never pleasure.
There was always regret.
Nothing glistened.
Nothing glistened
in the moonless night.


(poem based on a writing exercise using repetitive keywords)

Adorable Dolphins

Over the past two months, I have been very focused on promoting my poetry book that I’m really starting to miss taking photos =)  As of next week, I plan to start having regular dates with my DSLR again.

While I don’t have any new photos to share, I thought I’ll share some cute, happy, adorable photos from my Vegas trip in December.  These photos were taken at The Secret Garden of Siegfried & Roy at the Mirage Casino.

Dazzling Dolphin

Dolphin FriendsCurious, majestic, playful creatures swimming in the clear, deep blue sea, glancing at me, playfully, colliding with others happily, chasing toys, living life peacefully.

I watch them, with admiration and a little bit of jealousy.  I only wish I could be just as happy, just as carefree.

Dolphin Collage

The Vegas Facade

A View of VegasLights sparkle on buildings
and dance on water.
Red, blue, purple, gold
embrace the  night
with the magic of hope…

People rush to gamble,
to win, to hit the jackpot,
People rush to drink,
to dance, to get lucky,
People rush to be mesmerized
by Le Reve – The Dream.
People dream…
to be a star.

Shining brightly,
endless possibilities
for love and fortune,
unlimited opportunities
for debt and regret.

Here in Vegas, reality is blinded
by light and clouded by smoke
from fruity cigars.
When the lights go out
and the sun comes up,
it’s another city.

People without homes
beg for money.
Young, beautiful girls,
their faces and dreams
scatter the floor,
and you step on them.
Frankenstein, Mario
and many minions
wander the streets.

You feel slightly,
just slightly