Aurora Sullivan, 2017

Sometimes the strands snap leaving us at loose ends

Sometimes it can’t be fixed

Sometimes the cell keeps dividing without realizing there’s something missing

Lacking one miniscule piece of origami

The cell stops picking up anybody’s telephone calls

It pursues immortality

By giving birth to endless identical daughters

Each generation a little more deranged

They colonize,

Grow their own veins,

Sew and reap corruption

It will take a war to see them overthrown,

To redraw the borders and limits,

To bring order to the chaos left behind

Image credit: Dr. Lothar Schermelleh / Science Photo Library / Getty Images

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