By Athena

broken pottery in the desert find each other through the shifting sands

and in delirion and loneliness we saw each other as liquid gold

in the desert there’s only water flowing between broken pieces into the sand

and delirion and loneliness made us liquid silver

eternity in the desert will never fix broken pottery with misplaced splinters

Athena is a writer who mostly spends her time “writing” poetry — by that, she means obsessing over the best possible word that distills her feelings into her phone screen. When she’s not spending the night cramming metaphors due to insomnia, she’s probably playing (or drawing) Pokémon.

Image: @chuttersnap via Unsplash

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