glass half by Michaela Godding

One Poem Only · Feb 6, 2026 · 1m

glass half

Michaela Godding

I’m sorry

for this mess all over the all over

the carpet

dragging at my heels

like a half dead dog

look at me

my empty is so big

my stomach full

of stars

unapologizing

on the way down

at least I can say

I bellied the sky.

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