A glowing of tendrils, amber, iris
aflame, this pirouette, light at midnight,
once had a name.  Mesmerized, one dark eye,
remnant of life, immolates, at first sight,
virgin, midwife.  Reminder this kindling
once was alive.  Difference extinguished
in smoke survives.  They tell of your twinkling,
the height of your blaze.  Porcelain ash
begets their perpetual haze.  They can shake you
from hair, disseminate your heart.  One eye
memorized, an iridescent tattoo —
biography inside pyrography.
You ended on oak.  Their flicker remakes
a girl into fire ascending a stake.

Kristin Garth


Kristin Garth is a poet from Pensacola and a sonnet stalker.  Her sonnets have stalked the pages of Occulum, Anti-Heroin Chic, Drunk Monkeys, Ghost City Review, Faded Out, Infernal Ink and many other publications.  Her chapbook Pink Plastic House is available through  Follow her on Twitter: @lolaandjolie.

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