Smoke Signals
by A.J. Huffman
I stare through the heat to feel
the flame. Levels of rainbowing deceit
dance. Deliberately daring me
to ignore
instincts of preservation. Self—
actualization is refracted back
from this strange consumption of
unused breath.
What Stokes the Fire
by A.J. Huffman
Desire.
A need, a want,
a tangible factor
just waiting for hungry fingers
to reach.
A.J. Huffman’s poetry, fiction, haiku, and photography have appeared in hundreds of national and international journals. She is also the founding editor of Kind of a Hurricane Press. www.kindofahurricanepress.com
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