Jann Jaskol wrote this piece on October 22, following the Palisades fire. If you have a poem you’d like to submit, on any topic, for consideration in future editions of the paper, send it in to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Fire – friend or foe
Smirking inside, outside all aglow.
Zipping down the hill
Orange and yellow, dressed to kill.
Offspring left behind to smolder
Creeping slowly, then getting bolder.
Blue skies erased
Billows of smoke, in its place.
Sirens pierce the morning calm
Fear gathers on a neighbor’s lawn.
When Nature’s rage has ceased
She leaves a final offering—
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