Glass

sand of origin,beginnings,

sand center most, a present,

the sand collapsed, the past....

There are people out there,

crying themselves to sleep.

Who get hurt,

by the...

Cracked right down the middle, the mirror, hope it's not bad luck

Fairyland life ended, now only...

I hold the cool glass against my warm skin

Red droplets trickle over the surface

I look at...