Kintsugi

By Melissa Wabnitz Pumayugra

You are wonderfully broken, 
little pieces held together
with thin gold lines, 
soldering the pain in the places
that my words could not reach. 

I held fast to what we used to be, 
memories glued with tears, 
but I could not fix the edges
of your hidden darkness. 

I hope that someday soon 
you will see how beautiful you are
all the imperfections held fast
with gleaming hope, dreams, 
and nearly invisible lines of gold.