Breathing Fire

Please enjoy the title poem
from Breathing Fire,
available from Middle Creek Publishing

Breathing Fire

The blazing throat of the fire eater
glows within, the color of combustion.

She is a cask fermenting nuclear run-off.
When cracked open, she exhales flowers of smoke.

She is wearing her mouth painted in flames
by the blood consumed from phoenix eggs.

The yolks inside burn like twenty-four-hour
suns. She hungers for more than her share.


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