Poetry

“The Candle” by Venus Jones

Excuse the melted mess on my mantle. Once it was my only source of light. I used to listen to Billie on wax singing about heartache in my living room. When my thoughts were dark and cloudy like the sky, that cinnamon candle stayed lit for me. It had a sweet scent and a slow [...]

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