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Twice Burned Last night I was burned twice, once by one who cares too little and once by one who cares too much. Some nights I would light matches to stay warm, if only someone would cup two hands around … Continue reading
the truth of fire is inside the circle of heat all the rest is just a shimmering beauty
Today is the grayest day, Ash Wednesday come early, the sky bone gray, the distant hills sooty smudges, and we are marked, each of us, by ashes of the fires we march through.
FAT TUESDAY (written about 12 years ago and emailed to Mr. Codrescu in response to an NPR interview) ASH WEDNESDAY (first appeared in qarrtsiluni by the name Twice Burned, with audio link as well) Last night I … Continue reading
We carry our sorrows in tin cups and leather-bound journals. Ink tracks the yellowed pages like foot steps on a barren plain. At night we stir the red coals of dying fires. This is what stars would look like fallen … Continue reading
Farmhouse fire glowing orange on Christmas Eve, 25 below between Walden and Woods Landing. Sparks spit like a million souls flying heavenward when the roof caves in. Overturned magnesium tanker blazing west of Lawrence, Kansas, white hot, brighter than daylight, a … Continue reading
cabello rojo color de fuego y corazón olor de fresa y canela antorcha en colina lejana llamando a mi alma