Virtue of the Moth: Poems by Danny Price
Monday, May 15, 2017
Flammable
her teeth are black
from the ashes of ex-lovers
a hopeless romantic
her heart is reserved for burn victims
with gasoline lips
and a book of matches
she's always looking for her next kiss
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