bowlofcherries

By bowlofcherries

Ode to broken things

“Things get broken
at home
like they were pushed
by an invisible, deliberate smasher.
It's not my hands
or yours
It wasn't the girls
with their hard fingernails
or the motion of the planet.
It wasn't anything or anybody “
P.D.

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