Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Season of Flame

"...Great fires decimate these lands and..."

Season of Flame

The Albatross soars high;
above billowing smoke from the fires.
The tendrils of sunlight;
break through lower clouds
to reach for the crests of waves.
Great fires decimate these lands and
dispel all truths leaving an acid-like
taste in your mouth.
As water hits the flames;
dark smoke changes to white.
The great mountain lion, black bear,
deer and others run from burning
thickets to clearings, trying to out-
run the thick choking smoke.
To unravel this stifling torment;
you must begin somewhere.
The Albatross soars higher;
over wisps of smoke at sunset.






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