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Grey Sparrow Journal

Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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Spark                 

 

 

Alone at the cabin tonight.

I use your discarded page

 

to start my campfire.

You've recycled it twice.

 

One side, Children's Hospital letterhead,

an article on "Ambulatory Care Building;"

 

the other, blank

but for your single line

 

scrawled in purple ink:

I Remember the Bruise.

 

Crumpling it,

I strike the match,

 

light the edge.

Corners catch and curl.

 

Watching your four words

ignite and burn,

 

what has frozen in me,

rendered me numb & silent,

 

begins to thaw.

Flame rises to twig, then stick.

 

Tinder and kindling snap.

Smoke lifts. Along with it

 

the possibility, even

of beginning again.

 

A crackle, a smolder,

a lingering trace.


                     -Terry Martin