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war paint //

a fire pit on the gravel

the flames rise high
sending sparks into the sky
don’t let it catch your cotton

all around us was black
but your face was lit

i watched your eyes
mesmerized

you threw the pile of photos
into the pit
melting its edges

ashes for
the fire shore

they turn carbon
but memories stay
dust for your etch-a-sketch

shake shake shake
you can’t delete a memory
so you paint it on your face

image by Lizzie Bishop