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Stories • • • Miriam Yarger

Stories

Miriam Yarger

There’s a fire in the city of unspoken, searing pain. Rumors, fresh hot embers, beneath the skyline lay.

There’s a fire in the city with casualties on the way. Hearts splintered by shrapnel; with matches you have played.

There’s a fire in the city, and truth be put away. Quench the blaze or mob: a choice of disarray.

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