Fire is flame.
A hot flame,
a beautiful flame.
But no, a fire cannot be just a flame.
There is something hidden deeper inside,
trying to make itself known,
hoping that we will see.
The flame is the body,
the coals are the blood.
The fire gives light,
but it also needs love.
Wood is the food.
Paper is water.
And that is all you need to make a proper, full fire.
#1. A Sister's Lament
Don’t tell me you didn’t know
that the shirt you’re wearing is mine
and then treat me like the bad guy
when I say “take it off” and you say
To be grateful,
is to be at peace,
to feel lucky
for life.
When my mom agrees
to getting my haircut
even after a morning full of presents.
When my sisters tell me they
love me,
Chilly hands
close to purple,
arms wrapped tight around my chest
like ribbon on a birthday gift,
pillow case gripped tight in my fist
the fist that I can barely move
as the wind flits past my shoulders,
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