I Am Fire

Great granitic catacombs, hollowed out by flame

rust inside my soul.

Magma cracks through the crust of my earth, smoking.

Metal, molten, seethes at my core;

the history of my formation, tumultuous,

written in every layer

of my skin.

Black ash spouts from my mouth,

volcanic, I erupt, bursting, spitting, lashing,

lava tongues and rocky clattering teeth,

beating against the earth, fuming at the sky.

The landscape changes.

Chill, the air. Grey, the sun. Black, the earth.

And I retreat, cooling, hardening, growing stronger: a new layer of history forming on my earth.

Still I simmer, calamitous, cavernous,

waiting to ignite.

This poem was, hilariously enough, inspired by the show Avatar: The Last Airbender, which, by the way, if you haven’t watched it, get on that shit, right the fuck now. I watched Avatar with my sister and identified very strongly with the Firebending people, who are fiery at heart and draw strength from their anger. This poem came out of a desire to personify and characterize the fierce anger and desire for justice that defines my personality. But I don’t think this is unique to me. Not everyone experiences anger, strength, and resilience this way, but for me and likely many others, fire is one of the best metaphors to relate to all of my emotions, including love, forgiveness, happiness, sadness, confusion, and yes, anger. 

This poem isn’t the best it could be, but it was the best raw translation of my emotions into something textual, something readable, at the moment. I hope to make it better one day. Until then, this is it.