Gravitational Pull
We are all broken in one
way or another, though some of us
won’t admit it, and we gravitate
towards the brokenness in others.
We gravitate to those people, places
or things in which we see pieces of
ourselves.
A cracked laugh.
A tired smile.
A silence that sounds like home.
We recognize the ache
before anyone names it,
feel the pull before we understand
that sometimes broken things
are only searching for where they belong.
Simona A. Brinson
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