A piece of obsidian,
chipped away:
Is it broken, or has it become
a knife?
The flakes,
no longer attached:
Are they part of One Whole —
discarded —
or have they become
their own?
Obsidian
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[Somewhat] Daily Fiction from C. M. Williams
Daydreams 
Enjoy all the stories but especially the poetry….keep writing.
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He’s doing quite well with the poetry, isn’t he?
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