Flash

One-line poem

“Amor” by Emilio Villalba

I’ve been reaching out to a shadow,
The residual light that remains after a photograph
The perfume on your neck is the scent of gunpowder
But I can’t leave until you’re fully revealed and
Framed onto me.

• A response to Tamyka Bell’s one-line prompt. Thanks to Kathy Jacobs —

Escape