NaPoWriMo, Day 7

Hard to believe I’ve made it a whole week! Today’s a challenge because of my schedule, but I’m cranking this out just to stay on track.



Fractured and tense.

The faces are there, but their cheeks are hollow–hot air never seems to last.


Silent night

Holy night


How long can a sharp line hold?

Can it learn elasticity

or will crackle come to breaking?


All is calm

All is bright


And the pieces glow

into radient shape

They learn form, molecules collaborating

into a soft heart rhythm.


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