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Burnt Christmas

written by: Melisa



Tasting soot
breathing difficulties
house burnt down
water bomb bursts
through the sky
charcoal sticks
used to be trees
presents destroyed
no mistletoe
nothing left
Where do we sleep?
No one else around
burnt belongings
on the ground
sizzling sounds
memories of laughter
turkey and
Christmas pudding
whirl around



Melisa Quigley lives in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia with her husband and two dogs. She is a writer and poet who has had her poetry, short stories and flash fiction published in several anthologies in America and Australia. When she is not writing she likes reading and cooking as well as yoga.

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