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Love Letter
I found it buried in a cigar box,
nestled between a spool
of pearl wire and a yellowed
butterfly that twitched
as I stroked its nylon wings.
There had been words once
on its paper shores,
but all that remained now
were shards of syllables.
I burnt it that day, watching
sparks fly like fireflies;
carrying memories on their
bellies. Someone would see
it as they dreamed - this I know.
Christian Ward is a London, UK based poet
whose poetry has appeared in journals such as
SOFTBLOW, Other Poetry, Fire and Mastodon
Dentist. When not editing his forthcoming
literary journal, Black Magma, he enjoys
writing, films and reading. His first chapbook,
The Grammarian and other poems, will be
published in October by Lily Press. |
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