The Shattered WomanA Poem by L Ch BlakewayThe Shattered Woman I found a shattered woman today, Broken all over the kitchen floor. She was a smashed vase, Water pouring, Smashed glass jutting upwards, There was a soiled puddle of a face, And her legs stemmed out into a sprawl, Her fingers cradled her head, skin as thin as ripped petals, Ripped roots of hair about her body, Her chin wobbled, It shook, shook over her dented fore-head. I tried to gather her together, Tried to re-construct her, But I couldn't find all of the pieces.
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