wordsthroughtheglass

my brain on a page

Flames billow and blowth…

Flames billow and blow
the first – floor window. A crowd
of cameras blooms.

Jacob Sam-La Rose, my once mentor and excellent poet. I’m always taking my imaginary hat off to him.

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