inside every broken thing
there are wholes—
all that unbreakable emptiness
held in the chipped bowl
January 10, 2019 by Rosemerry
inside every broken thing
there are wholes—
all that unbreakable emptiness
held in the chipped bowl
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged bowl, brokenness, poem, poetry, self-portait | Leave a Comment
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