Fraying.

We’re tenuous together.
Hanging side by side from her gold chain.
Three, three, two.
Peridot, topaz, amethyst.

Spread thin along the
Stairsteps of a generation.
Somehow,
Amidst every
Birthday undercurrent, every
Snap at a sound,
Every fantastical and inevitable reorganization of
Our lion-hearted loyalties,
Somehow
We’re together in Belgium.

Held up to the light,
Our gaps provide patterns for the lace
As the rays fall through.
Bright white.

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~ by Jade Elizabeth on June 22, 2012.

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