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Shattered

July 28, 2008

Nearly a month after the wineglass shattered, light through the living room window glinted on another wayward shard, 15 steps away from the site of the breakage.

I picked it up and turned it over and over in my palm. This is how it is, I thought. There’s that moment of breakage, but weeks of finding pieces of glass in the most unexpected places do not let you forget that initial disintegration.

2 comments

  1. Sometimes the smaller the shard the more it stings too!


  2. Kären, so true…



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