Slash & Burn

by Brad Rose

The days, delicate, lost,
all of August, an empty room.

I realize you are your leaving.
Nothing on the horizon,
but the sea dreaming flames.

You take the law into your hands.
Scissors’ hungry blade
etching a precise line, like fire ants,
below your moon-white sleeve.

Brain and book,
mouth and vein,
you invented you,
you will un-invent you.

House of names,
bay of bones,
whatever burns naturally
is fuel.


Brad Rose was born and raised in southern California, and lives in Boston. His poetry and fiction have appeared in print and on-line at:San Pedro River Review, Off the Coast, Third Wednesday, The Potomac, Imagination and Place, Tattoo Highway, Monkeybicycle, Right Hand Pointing, Boston Literary Magazine, Staccato Micro-fiction, riverbabble, Blue Print Review,, Fiction at Work, Six Little Things, Short, Fast and Deadly, and other publications. Links to his poetry and fiction can be found at: Brad’s novelette, Lola Loves Richard, a tragicomedy set in contemporary Hollywood, told in 6-sentence chapters, is in progress at