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Heather OC: Week 35 of 208

Vocabulary Lesson


Her poems unlocked words,

Hidden in a vault, yet


perfect to name the now. A

World blanketed in conflagration  -

in all ways of the word.


So to speak. So to write.

Encourage all to prevaricate. Keep

the bitterest words in the

windpipe. Warm, moist, safe, and festering.


Ballooning in the larynx.


One does not want to be fired - burned

like whole villages in California.


Enflamed like the rash on my heart,

itching more with every thrust.

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