For you, the one I hardly knew…
I once heard about a Chinese ritual, of burning that which you
want the dead you loved to take with them:
I want to set fire to every scrap of paper; every scrawled poem
I gave you & you gave me.
I don’t believe they will ever reach you,
ritual contains more meaning than truth
Yet still I don’t dare
let the words we shared disappear.
2 thoughts on “Burning”
I’m putting your last submission in issue 6 btw.
Thanks. Hope the mag is doing well. Have finally started writing again so let me know if you want anything for the next issue
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