Tonight, Karolina, Malyse and I went out into the country to watch the Geminid meteor shower. On the way home, I was inspired to read this very old piece (2009) that felt like it fit the occasion. 

The Last Dying Breath of a Firefly

I enjoyed this immensely.  I even saw a few falling stars myself while smoking a cigarette outside.  And this is well read.  Whenever I do this sort of thing, I’m drinking straight from a bottle of whiskey and slurring words with my Philly accent in full bloom. 

  1. commonsenseisuncommon reblogged this from ramoorebooks
  2. ramoorebooks reblogged this from burningmuse and added:
    Well, I have to fight my Southern accent most of the time, to try to stay intelligible.
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    This is amazing!
  5. literarynerd said: I really enjoy your spoken word posts.
  6. edgeandvoidfriction said: Dude… this is fantastic. Seriously. Queued it for Burning Muse. Should be out saturday!
  7. niccoleapoetry said: OMG this is my FAVORITE piece of yours! I still read this most often as my “other people’s poetry” piece! ^_^