The Arsonist
A haiku
Published in
Mar 4, 2021
Velvet ashes reached the ceiling
It was a painful but sassy explosion.
What a tender arsonist, you.
Velvet ashes reached the ceiling
It was a painful but sassy explosion.
What a tender arsonist, you.
Writing as a need for existing. Inspired by emotions, people and music, I write about anything that makes my soul dance.