by Cecilia Odenbaugh - January 9, 2020
Beneath a cold and lifeless window
bones upon bones stacked up high
as if they climbed upon each other
desperate and frantic to escape the Flame.
The Fire that charred engulfed the bodies—
burnt flesh swirled around the air
carcasses rotting, falling
kindling the ravenous Flame.
Those bodies— left empty and alone—
tried but fell short
like a Fly that had but one wing
falling short to a hungry Flame.
art by GRACE KRAKORA
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