satishverma
Who was Black?
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This was a bounty.
Shouting on the flames.
You wait for the unspoken silence.
You knock at the door
with your head. A lamp lights the lamp.
But the walls are still very dark.
Eyes invoke the light.
To read the unwritten saga of a
house burning without the sparks.
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