032712 by Pablo Ignacio Marin

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Mar 2012

032712

mother
watch me burn
through
these matchbook girls
all flimsy cardboard
and acrid sulfur
so dim
a soft spring whistle
blows them out

Written by

Pablo Ignacio Marin

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