Poignant, and gorgeous imagery. The literal and figurative coming together.

…to a child bellowing my name, the glass I was holding slipped through my fingers and met the floor. As I watched the glass break, I saw in that moment the shattered pieces of my family glimmering on the kitchen floor. I saw in each of the tiny reflective shards what might have been.

Glass On the Kitchen Floor

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ADEOLA SHEEHY-ADEKALE

A A McRae

May 16, 2023

Poignant, and gorgeous imagery. The literal and figurative coming together.

Written by A A McRae

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I am a teacher, parent, cookie-baking experimenter, library enthusiast, and all-around bookworm. Twitter and Instagram: @aamcraewrites

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