This Page Is Fire

This page is fire
blackening the palm of my writing hand
Blistering the wrist.
The last page was kindling.
I wrote the dry sticks, the brown grass, the July heat.
And as I said
flame
my pen wrote
flame
and now
This page is fire.
I take a burning brand from the page
and against the night’s darkness write
engulf

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2 thoughts on “This Page Is Fire

  1. Christine says:

    Such powerful, magical language! I like this a lot.

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