Cracking Apart
We used to bake marbles,
toss them into a bowl of ice;
we watched veins appear
and waited for the spheres
to crack apart, but they never did.
Today we’re watching fires
erupt from veiny cracks
in our republic and I’m thinking
of those marbles,
how they glistened in the beauty
of their new veins
but never broke open.
--Tamara Madison
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