Reflections Amid the Stardust

Sara McAulay

And suddenly you understand. He envies you.
You're a driver, a shaper of your own destiny.
All he can do is ride.

Sara McAulay

. . .but her marriage did not last. . . Her lover had found someone else. . .
A flake of fused glass, burnt bone. . . Soft tongue, white teeth.
The fire's leavings