Glass
I am the hard surface that you see.
Pretty and useful.
Multicultural yet just.
Break the fragile glass into pieces and find shards of pain and fragments of sadness,
broken and messy.
I am glass.
I am Yu-Ri
Copyright © Kelly Scott | Year Posted 2024
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