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Splinter

written by Phoebe Walls

illustrated by Kateřina Panešová

The splinter he left
Boasts benign transience.
Iridescent indifference then
irritation
Ignited my

removal.

Barefoot dancing on
Wistful wooden floors
Ignorant of a sharp fragment.
Turning. Gone in a splintering

Second -

Transient.

Slither shed, not absorbed.
As skin.
No longer visible,
A pointless plaster, soothing apathy
Gradually disintegrates.

Barely a break.
Easily prevented with shoes
But I will run barefoot to another shard.
Not another heartbreak from walnut floors

A splinter.
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