POETRY: ‘Kaleidoscope’

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Contributed by: Heather Minette Schutmaat, literature major




I still see her sometimes,

in fragments –


the downturned corners of a frown,

the small valleys of a clavicle.


As if seven years ago the piercing ring

of the telephone turned her to glass –


and when the voice on the other end began,

she shattered.




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