Broken, By Radiance Angelina Petro



Radiance Angelina Petro



As I move in line, I notice

there’s a crack in my dinner plate—

a nearly invisible seam.

If I urge it a little, it shines.


Arriving at the servers,

I lift the plate.  I am so hungry.


Lord, we are all fragile this way.

Let me finish this one meal,

and I will change my life forever.





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