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  • Writer: claireli2003
    claireli2003
  • Apr 30, 2022
  • 1 min read

lilies in a vase on the piano,

stems intact.


a chandelier, quivering

like a splintered wind-chime.


candles, lining spiraled stairs

in a queue of minute tears.


decadent, dying.


lilies litter the marble floor,

a glass minefield.


auctioned art stolen by flames

prosperity, drowned in silence.


subliminal/visceral;

the earthquake doesn’t wait for insurance.

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