While Paris Burns

While Paris Burns
by DJ Hills 

                                                                                                                                    miles away from any of this you rest / in tangles of tube and cannula / it will all be over soon a mantra spoken like a promise and not a prayer / recovery is a word for mouths that do not smolder / buildings without histories / bodies without histories / let memory be a monument / doctors feed us weeks intravenously / babel was razed and now / we speak of ruin in tongues / we do not understand / we ask for more but / there is only so much / days crumble like spires / in flames 

***

DJ Hills is a queer writer and theatre artist from the Appalachian Mountains, currently living in Baltimore. DJ's writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Apeiron Review, Arkansas Review, and elsewhere, and DJ's plays have been produced in and around Baltimore City. When not writing, DJ reads fiction as the Co-Senior Fiction Editor at jmww. Find them at www.dj-hills.com.