gasoline-fueled flames flicker like fragments deified

cross burning embers petrified of trump’s kingdom come

a blaze of glory implodes in the alley

gasoline fire no fucking joke

smothered with mulch and antifreeze

still sirens scream in to quell the conflagration

strike one came when i heard a voice in my head telling me it was time to go out to smoke

strike two was the liminally accidental spill of gasoline along the path to the smoke shop

strike three came when eager embers from the BBQ conveniently leapt into the nascent inferno

no god, no woman, no flood, no scream can spare mortal man from fuego’s deadly whip

karmic conflagration taming imagination

recreating broken boundaries


visual art by Favianna Rodriguez >> @favianna >>