- Flux Magazine
"FLAME" by Emma Briseño
Upon us was what they call
“the perfect storm”.
Fated winds persisted
- quickly and unforgivingly
Over the dried out foundation
upon which we stood.
A foundation dried out
by the heat
of our frustrations.
- by lack of nurture,
for which we could no longer provide.
And then,
the last remaining spark
had escaped you
using the strengths of those hateful winds,
and weakness
of the dried up ground
to ignite itself
into another.
Instantaneously,
we combusted.
Leaving behind bits a pieces
of what once was,
all around us.
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