Her blood boiled, threatening to overflow,
a latent volcano, ready to spew burning
hot lava onto all those who stood in her
way. Most days, she could control it
but not today. And the most frightening
part was, she didn’t want to.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
Her blood boiled, threatening to overflow,
a latent volcano, ready to spew burning
hot lava onto all those who stood in her
way. Most days, she could control it
but not today. And the most frightening
part was, she didn’t want to.
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