Fireflies Crossing
In Series
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burning plastic and cutting craiglist adds
tickle the dead skin, grown white and flaking off
finger tips.
cell phone melts, three pounds heavier from new numbers
and dinner dates over stale lines
and too much garlic.
shoulders wobble, balanced on the pages of a bible
their spine cracked and smudge marks
from the butts of prison cigarettes
and butterfly kisses.
Achilles paints another turtle pink and blue,
they line up full of spite and
dream of arrows with ankles
bronzed and bountiful.
