A City On Fire

a city on fire edge
Test paper cutout of Imaginary Author bottle, “Short Story Collections” book box, and sample spray.

Triage at a burn unit.
Scorched rubber tires, plastic bandages, charred flesh. An hour later, it rests painfully with a smear of aloe, and then fades completely with an ominous gasp of sweet lilies.
It’s tragic–and yet still kind of gorgeous.

I’ve always loved this song.

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