Week 33: 225 Broken Frames July 3, 2013
Broken frames. The image of a picture frame, the metal kind that has slits and slots in the side to slide in the picture and the cardboard and then the piece of glass it presses against and wraps around, springs into my mind a moment before the corner of the dulled metal frame hits the ground.
In an instant the frame breaks. The metal unfolds and sprawls out on the floor like a rigid and unnatural snake. The glass shatters and cracks, obscuring the face of the smiling child on the front.
Shaking hands work their way through the maze of half seen shard to grasp the edge of the paper with careful fingers. The picture is pulled free, but not before the sharp edges of the glass scratch the surface and gouge out a cut in the paper.
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