Our Broken Glass


Our truth withered to the bone
And in my skin
It dwells alone
This thing with cries vast as sea
Sheds a tear which rolls off our cheeks
And with my eyes it questions me

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I have loved to write for what seems like forever. When verbal words are failing me, I escape to my writing; I cherish it, as it is the only way I can truly express myself. I live in Miami, FL and hope to finish a book which I am writing before I graduate.