Give me a necklace of painted
potsherds wrapped in wire.
Love’s baked into ancient detritus,
in the lumpen clay, fired,
broken, but remade.
In the discarded restrung.
Twisted tight.
Like my heart.

About The Author

Rebecca Dempsey's works are forthcoming or featured in Elsewhere Journal, Ligeia, and Miniskirt Magazine. Rebecca lives in Melbourne, Australia and can be found at