i look at the cracks in my screen
maybe this is what my insides look like
a series of shattered
a mess of metal
artificial robotic fragile
i run my fingers over the glass
i am holding my heart in my hand
scraping the shrapnel
feeling the fracture
painful unfixable finished
let this be a metaphor of us!
i say to myself
us humans! we are so small
so terribly weak
stocked with information
useless once the body breaks
so let us break; one crack at a time, or fragmented completely by one mistake.
Keli MacDonald is a junior at Ball State University. She is double majoring in English Studies and Japanese, with a minor in TESOL (Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages). She currently works on Ball State’s literary magazine, The Broken Plate, as a poetry editor, because she’d rather read poetry than write it. However, writing is a fun hobby for her, and she mostly tries her hand at poetry.