Cinder

By Shivi Dixit

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Smoke crawled

out of the chimney

from the fire stalled

akin to a stroke flimsy.

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I lunge forward

to make it last a little longer.

My skin gets charred

from blowing at the dead cinder.

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Shivi Dixit

Shivi Dixit is a high school student from India, currently stressing over her medical entrance exam. Being fascinated by the idea of death, she writes short horror stories and poems centred around its nature and its relation with the world around her. Pastel Serenity Zine, Push Up Daisies Mag, The Hearth Magazine, All That Glitters Is Snow (an anthology) and Stuck In Notes Mag are home to her recent work. 

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