12/17/2013 Burning By reimopaivinen ¶ Posted in Writing ¶ Tagged Writing ¶ Leave a comment I cut out ten pages of poems. Tear them in half, open the fireplace door, set them on the pyre. The edges catch fire, ink igniting, pages curling inwards: black and white rose petals. The ink disappears. The pages return to white. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...