The Phoenix (working title)A Poem by JessicaRoseI set a fire in my belly, where all my expectations have come to rest. Swallowed like stones, too large or too heavy to drag from the depths of me. I needed to know if the flame would burn my soul down around me, shatter my matchstick bones, climb the ladder of my spine and engulf me whole. The biggest expectation of all was to become the Phoenix.
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Added on December 3, 2015 Last Updated on December 3, 2015 Tags: fire, self-destruct, flames, expectation AuthorJessicaRoseBurbank, CAAboutNY----> LA the change in scenery has given me new perspective, and the opportunity to jump back into writing. more..Writing
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