by Paula Gil-Ordoñez Gomez  my footsteps feel heavy in my childhood backyard tonight as i relight  i feel my nose touch flame and i burn  up it’s a subtle  touch and i’m grateful  for my lips pressed  against a nurturing  burn i feel go through  my throat it hurts  but it’s kind as well sometimes i feel  really beautiful  when my cheeks  are flushed and … Continue reading soliloquy