Some Prose & A Poem

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Brush Fire

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Brush Fire

(burn, baby, burn)

Pamela Stokes Eggleston
Jun 9, 2022
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Brush Fire

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In the thick of the bush, a small ember blows in on the wind.

Catches.

Burns.

The wind spread the flames.

The breeze lifts the smoke.

The air carries the silt and ashes away in a drift dance.

This fire is.

A fire to burn away the edges,

To sear the borders.

These borders are crumbling.

Its walls can no longer stand!

The fires have destroyed the edges

The limitations, the “normal”

That never existed.

The flame’s light shines on Ultimate Truth

The brush fire burns a New Way

For those that can stand the heat.

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