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A small imprint for burning words that want to be published

Raw clay-words

Molded into a vessel

Fired in a kiln of edits;

Removed when red hot.

Add glaze and smoke

To scalding heat,

The clay-manuscript pings

From thermal shock

It forms unique crackles

And crazed markings

Oh, and then there’s the flames!

Drama a willing partner

Naked raku; red raku

The story awaiting a reader.

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