I broke a dish once
My grandmother’s
Boží Milosrdenství
It was older than her
Shards of royal blue scattered the floor
One of a set of seven
Irreplaceable
That was my first sadness
She told me
Stand still
Let me sweep
I don’t want you cut
No need for your blood here
She kissed my cheek
My first taste of grace
Off broken china
On a kitchen floor
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