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Glass Jewels
1 min readMar 20, 2019
A poem about illusions.
Stories chase
stories
And jagged
murmurs
All those things
that spill
Weightless
to tumble
Head over heels
over the cracks
Seeking
glass that only stains
like jewels
Forgotten misgivings
and other trinkets
from all the days
Half-imagined
in waning
How wonderful must it be
To run without ever falling