Published by Ryan Stone
Ryan Stone writes after midnight. His short fiction and poetry have appeared in publications including Eunoia Review, The Drabble, Algebra of Owls and Silver Birch Press and won prizes in a number of competitions at venues including Grindstone, Writer Advice, Goodreads, Writers’ Forum Magazine and Poetry Nook. He lives in Melbourne, Australia.
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And yet, as we outgrow these, skins that we grew so used to, they no longer fit us, if we stay in them, they will end up, suffocating us, so we must, shed, and though the process of shedding isn’t comfortable, that’s something we all have to do, to become a brand new, more mature versions of our own, selves.
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This is amazing. Love that middle stanza in particular.
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