Tender and glowing,
The heart is a hearthfire
The doors were going up in flames. It was blazing hot. The smell of smoke chased me as I stumbled to…
Fire,
Drawn to fire,
A Poem
Another morning, and a glowing orb of orangeRises in a sky thickened by smoke.I no…
Berries swell with life,
Like blood from the earth,
What exists is fire,
Why do you sit so close to fire,your sandals flat on the gratesof the pit? I forget what you see
‘Impact…’ by Fọlábòmí Àmọ̀ó
Impact. . .