Someone dropped her one too many times
Left the shattered remnants of her soul
Scattered and broken on the kitchen floor
And though she was silk and velvet on the outside
Soft smiles, gentle curves, and sloping surfaces
Every time you touched her inside
You only cut yourself
Traces of your blood
Outlining her jagged edges

This poem is part of the collection The Fates of Stars and Other Poems, now available as an illustrated paperback and a Kindle edition.


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