Categories Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends writing burning flowers Post author By aayoung Post date March 8, 2014 1 Comment on burning flowers if your derby hat was on fire i would douse it with kerosene Share this:FacebookLinkedInWhatsAppTumblrEmailRedditTwitterPinterestPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags classism, Fire, hatred, Kentucky Derby, poetry, purge, The South ← for the crippled → shopping for deli meats One reply on “burning flowers” Hats off to you! Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.