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Tiny Bones

Tiny Bones


I trod on fragments of bone;

Homosexual, Jew and gypsy.

Unknowingly desecrating

precious loved ones,

with my soles.


A heartless, human realisation -

I did not know, until the man told me.

When he spoke,

my world changed:


Brokenness took a new meaning.


Even the tiniest


is a terrible thing.


I took one of the splinters -

pressed it

into my skin

and wept.


Jenny Meehan


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