Married To the Voice

I’m wed to my Poetry,

betrothed to the fire

 

Each word an incendiary,

burned to inspire

 

My voice the rekindling,

fueling the scream

 

The ashes my trousseau

—a smoldering dream

 

(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2020)

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