The Homily

January 22, 2016

when she opened her mouth
I didn’t expect to see fireflies

but still they emerged
from the spongy burrows of her cheeks
and swarmed over her teeth

and she blew them from her lips
in a mint-silver sigh of cigarette smoke

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