Burning

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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.

burning pages

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