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Heat Didn’t Kill Her

Katie Frances Hartless
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Soupy afternoon,

I pop an umbrella to save my skin.

Sun’s incense twirls its finger,

a fire flirt.

The silver spoon

singes my fumbling tongue.

Filthy “farang”

gulping down udon with anger,

’cause I now know hell doesn’t hurt.

Jessie Murph “I Hope It Hurts”

10 responses to “Heat Didn’t Kill Her”

  1. Experience Film Avatar
    Experience Film

    Waiting for hot soup to cool off is torture; as is late summer♨️🍜

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    1. Katie Frances Hartless Avatar
      Katie Frances Hartless

      Yes, it’s sweltering here. The heat is a vampire. I’m drained by twilight.

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      1. Experience Film Avatar
        Experience Film

        ♨️🧛🏼‍♂️♨️

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  2. johnlmalone Avatar
    johnlmalone

    your muse has found a new topic to sing about in your new environment; great ending !

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    1. Katie Frances Hartless Avatar
      Katie Frances Hartless

      Many thanks, John. I am working on building up a writing routine. Some things take forever here in urban jungle. I’m learning to wait.

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        johnlmalone

        wise choice; a poem will always find you —

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      2. Katie Frances Hartless Avatar
        Katie Frances Hartless

        😊

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  3. beth Avatar
    beth

    ‘a fire flirt’ – excellent

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    1. Katie Frances Hartless Avatar
      Katie Frances Hartless

      Thank you, Beth. Everything’s on the verge of flammability here. 🤣

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  4. Nicole Smith Avatar
    Nicole Smith

    I don’t know if I would survive the heat.

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