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 #15 

 May
2011


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a poem by Hillary Lyon

Molotov Cocktails

Read this poem,
hand-printed on the rag
of my heart.

Read it out loud
and the flame of your tongue
licks

the honey-ink dry.
Let's empty a bottle
and make a bomb.

© by Hillary Lyon

 
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #15 ~ May 2011