Friday, June 11, 2010

6/11/10

Touch Life
By Amanda Firefox


The power of touch is the power of life.

A baby shrills, breathes wet and silent at Mother’s breast.

A lover keens, cheek wet and silent at Mother’s breast.

A soul flickers, flashes from fleshy loss,

Breathes itself back into the whole

Becomes a single string

In the endless loom

Of stellar fabric.


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Amanda Firefox is a fiery little brunette who spends as much time at the beach as she can manage. She doesn't write much, but when she writes, it's almost always about her favorite subject: boys.

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