I peeled back the crooked heath
shone a candle flame on it, almost
caught me, hiding, on fire
next to pill bugs and pebbles
in the soft dirt I
must have
buried myself there
Stasha Cole is a PhD student in literature at The University of Tulsa. She is also the proud editorial assistant for Nimrod International Journal. Her work has been published in Poetry South, Anodyne, Susurrus, Shadowplay, Wild Hyacinth, and elsewhere.

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