The shards of glass littered the cold, black asphalt
like sparkling stars strewn across the night sky.
Their brilliance catching the corner of my eye,
making me slow down, just to look at them a little longer.
In my awe of the sheer beauty of merely broken glass,
I couldn't help but think
How someone else's tragedy
could be so beautiful to me.
like sparkling stars strewn across the night sky.
Their brilliance catching the corner of my eye,
making me slow down, just to look at them a little longer.
In my awe of the sheer beauty of merely broken glass,
I couldn't help but think
How someone else's tragedy
could be so beautiful to me.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



KylieKollmeier
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