Richard starved himself into an angel
hollow and pure
until his feet barely touched the ground
and lillies grew from his transparent palms.
"Look at me" he said beneath the dimming light,
his outstretched arms tattooed with veins
which silently pulled him down.

Alex learned the secret of fire
as it licked at his lungs and glazed his hair.
He burned while angels sweetly sang,
baptized by the breath of flame,
etched permanently into the air.

James visited his mother at night
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