Written by Julia Vu


(n.) the art of repairing pottery by filling the cracks with gold or silver, joining the once-broken pieces, and understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broke

hydrangeas sprout from scarred
wrists and curve along a silver blade
and golden spine. hyacinths —
periwinkle and colored true in
crystal glass dimension — emerge
between macerated ribs, severed
fingers, and contused lungs. let me
teach you to drink the eternity that
spans in inferno eyes and burning
demise, to fall in love with lonely
nights, to douse the microaggressions
in your mind, and to grow gardens from
the tears tracking down your cheeks. let
me teach you to destroy and rebuild, to
crumble and stagger on. let me teach you
resilience.