The powder piled in a isolated 

center on the hot liquid

Her head tilted, curious, as it simply melted down the dark quiet
Until the last grain stubbornly sank 

below the black scalding mirror

Yes, this was the way she lived it; the way she saw it, felt it, despised it.
Slow, powdered, black and white
So God awfully hot that nothing 

could survive it.
She just swallows and ignores the burn somewhere beneath …. in the dark quiet.

Kimmy Dee

aka: K. Mulroney