Homecoming

Many happy returns!
Spurned and shattered,
I’ve adorned myself
in a tattered legacy.

An unborn legacy.
Or perhaps a legacy
that has expired
in the womb of the future.

Ah, but them’s
the breaks and I’m broken,
cracked alabaster
clustered in curtains of dust.

-r. miller

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