Creative Corner:

Creative Corner showcases original creative work from UFV students.

A Glass Box

Imagine a glass box

You’re holding the box

You’re also in the box

You can’t get out, can’t let go

You feel the constant push and pull of your hands

yet have no control over any of it

The restrictions and resistance fuel pure rage 

You wish to release the grip, 

but the harder you heave

the tighter it tenses 

The greater the girth of the glass gets 

the blurrier the box becomes,

the smaller your space surrounds 

Until the gaps in your palms become as rare as the air in your lungs,

backed up to the corner with no sense left

No noise but the truth

Nothing remains but what is real

You soften the glass with sincere breaths

‘Til wisdom wastes away what was once a glass box.

Marie Brideau

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