His mother burned
when he was eight
He watched her skin dance
a red-and-orange dance—
ashes-to-ashes now means
everything to him
The thing is, twenty years later,
of distance, age, or time
none for long has meant much—
most nights his pillow smells
of dust-to-dust when he dreams
of her shriveling mouth,
and the voice that once sang
him to sleep as a child
Burning Woman
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Re: Burning Woman
well constructed visual of a most horrifically unimaginable scene
seems to refer to real-time happening rather than symbolic
chilling!!
seems to refer to real-time happening rather than symbolic
chilling!!
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Re: Burning Woman
I hope this isn't autobiographical....phew, utter horror....painful piece, done tastefully
poetically
poetically
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: Burning Woman
Kid was 17 when he first told me the story. Ran into him later when he was in his late 20's. He just couldn't get past it. House trailer fire. Remembers every last detail.
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Re: Burning Woman
Not sure I could get past that.
Probably not.
Probably not.
Re: Burning Woman
simply beautiful:)
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
Re: Burning Woman
Have a great day, everyone. Thanks.
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