Contemplations

What does a broken heart look like?

Is it an ugly, onyx-coloured gash in the vital organ?

Is it a feverish swelling of the skin enveloping it?

Is it all shrunk as if a fist has plunged deep within its hollows?

I imagine it looks like nothing

Is it truly reckless to be led by emotions rather than common sense?

If pain doesn't translate in a physical mark, is it still pain?

No gash, no swelling, or shrinking.

Just a deep, irreversible sorrow.

Agony.

Alice Bellan