Beyond the Looking Glass- Burn Pile


Alice knew

where

all the bodies were buried.

Their secrets lay smoldering

inside the top of a rusty old wheelbarrow

the receipts

the utility bills with the blacked out digits

the old headlines, family portraits

the sooty fingerprints

carefully smudged.

She exhaled wrapping her arms tightly

around her

for the moment they were safe

but what should she do about the jabberwocky?

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