Heart Stone (semiprecious)

By Allison DeDecker

For years I carried my grief with me
but the razor raw edges kept catching 
on my fingers

tearing up my pockets

So I threw it in a tumbler; 
set it to spin until it came out
smooth as an unbroken heart.

Now it nestles in my palm
weight pressing against my pulse
the polish reveals threads of crystal 
storms swirling across the surface

I wonder if those storms will ever blow over
spin smaller and smaller 
until they disappear.


Allison DeDecker is currently based in Yuma, AZ. She draws inspiration from day to day life, current events, and the natural world. Her work has been published in the Colorado Crossing Literary Journal and is forthcoming in Pile Press. She can be found on Instagram

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