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Competition Finalist: Life in the Key of War

Erik Fuhrer

In the desert they move
as if the sun
were a song their bodies beat to

a song not unlike drumroll
not unlike the staccato of machine gun

Unhaired and golden
like leaves fresh in autumn
their bodies tumble and scatter
unveiling a horizon deep scarlet and flush

After the fire
the song of their flesh
deepens the dust

Erik Fuhrer was a finalist of the Oxonian Review‘s third annual poetry competition.