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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Frank Freeman


Nina In The Fireflies

That night before we buried Nina
she came to us with her flame
crystallized into millions of throbbing fireflies
a dancing constellation of yellow stars
the heavens come down to earth
to bring back a shining one

The next day in the gathered heat
not wanting to wash our hands of the dust