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paper \u2022 100 pages \u2022 16.95
\nISBN-13: 978-1-945588-93-8<\/p>\n
Add to Cart<\/a> Thomas’s short, musical poems make stops in the terrains of childhood, difficult and somewhat violent, and middle life, with parents breaking down, and children moving away into their own lives, and later life when memory falters but passion does not.<\/p>\n WILDFIRE<\/p>\n My brother set fire to a field I saw the smoke, pulled her Just as I decided to aim for the woods They sprayed floods on the hay the men were looking for hot spots. shoved the side of his head as he sat
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Cammy Thomas<\/h2>\n
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\nmy sister and I were sitting in\u2014
\nfirst smoke, then spreading flames.<\/p>\n
\nto her feet, started to run.
\nShe was little, slow.<\/p>\n
\nthe trucks came. We ran
\naround the burning circle.<\/p>\n
\nuntil the field was bare, smoldering.
\nWhen we reached the house,<\/p>\n
\nMy sister\u2019s face was red. My father
\nyanked my brother\u2019s arm,<\/p>\n
\non an old stump, staring
\nat his blackened fingertips.<\/p>\n