The Fire Before Me
A Micropoem
Published in
Apr 27, 2024
The fire before me
is hungry for my words —
but I have yet to see
a phoenix rise
from these ashes.
Still, I feed my words,
my sad, silent words,
to these outstretched flames
because at least
they can hear,
for that one fleeting moment,
every lingering question
and unspoken cry of…
