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Invisible glass
May fate come to pass
Like sand,
An impeccable mass

Stories once told
In granules of gold
Stay chiseled,
Now out of my hold

Affronts never gone
A hidden, wretched song
I dare,
Cross that Rubicon

Yet powerful their act
Free of virtue and tact
Let’s let the glass crack

About Author

Gina Kotinek

Gina Kotinek is the founder and Editor-in-Chief of the SPOT Lit. She can usually be found hunched over her computer, reading, writing, or searching for the art of conquering carpal tunnel and tendonitis.