Altar

And so here

on this altar built there

with stones thrown at me

by You

And so carefully

gathered

by Me

I finally set down

that false image of justice.

I toss the match,

watch fake promises burn —

Their voices like specters dance

then howl

in the flames.

The smoke no longer interests

Me.

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C. Streetlights

I wrote and illustrated my first bestseller, "The Lovely Unicorn" in the second grade and I've been terrified of success ever since.
Published by ShadowTeamsNYC and represented by Lisa Hagen Books

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