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Amy Nawrocki

poet

Tag: fire

Posted on February 23, 2016February 23, 2016

Iron Skillet

 

Five lines (+/-), day 4.

 

Iron skillet

You school me with your trochees and well-oiled forgery
seasoned with elbow grease so that nothing
not the overnighting left overs
not the knife marks
not the hunger
stay for long, the most
anyone could ask
from fire.

 

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