A friend told me the story of sea glass:
That true sea glass has rounded edges
And pieces like bottle tops and bottoms are most rare
As are the colors blue and aqua.
And in a piece of true sea glass
The original color remains the same
Only gilded by the coat from the sea.
A myth about sea glass
Is to return the broken pieces not yet polished
Back to the sea as you make a wish.
So I still broken, fragmented, throw these pieces back
Pieces of life, tumbled and tossed, through time
as I raise four children, care for my mother with Alzheimer’s,
Attempt to render life transparent in paintings and in words.