Saturday, 4 February 2017

Poem by Bekah Steimel

Painting by Norman J. Olson


No obvious sign of injury
to the eyes that have not seen
what mine have
but from menacing spark
to unrelenting inferno
the flames I was forced to endure
have burned me beyond recognition
internally, eternally
I can only dream of myself
knowing I will never meet the woman
who wouldn’t understand this poem
as I do.

first published as part of a series of five poems in mgversion2>datura issue 80 | I'm on Fire | April 2015

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