For Those Like Me, with Hearts
Like Kindling
Darlings, sometimes love
will come to you like a fire
to a forest. When it does,
be braver than I was.
Just leave.
Take only what you can carry.
No tears, no second thoughts.
You have hands like tinder boxes,
the smallest spark will kill you.
Get in the car.
Take water to the maps.
Avoid gas stations. Don't look
at the flames dancing
in the rearview mirror.
Go to new cities,
climb on the rooftops and dance
with your coldest memories.
Wallpaper your new home
with every dusty,
desperate love letter you swore
you'd never send.
Find a stranger with sharp edges
and uncharted hips. Press your stories
into their skin and forget
you ever knew his name.
Just promise
you won't think of embers
or smoke.
Even when there is ash
in your hair.
Even when there is soot
in your lungs.
YOU ARE READING
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