Amee Varteresian

The Tea Cup

i watch and i know
i should stop and
not go any further at all but…

i need that paper, the
one with coffee rings and
ink spots, a captive lying there so still, but...

i can’t stop now i’m
no longer in control so i pull
there it goes and i watch it falling so slow and
hit the tile hard
CRASH

just glass.




[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]


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