Tag: beauty
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Ashtray Girl
A tiger’s red eye blinking—she sucked each jointto ash, slid her handspast no return,snatchedmy hard-earned cash. She surfed a wave of whiskeypast the breakerseach new dawn,claimed every songworth singingremained as yet unsung. I met her and grew oldwith her, with onlyone regret—our spark flaredbright, but faded fast;a burnt-out cigarette. Ryan Stone
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Drinking the Dawn
A young elephant can die of a broken heart should his mother leave. I was an elephant once just for a time. Then I stood up, tusk and trunk, like she taught me – stepped onto the prairie; dry eyes drinking the dawn. Ryan Stone
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The Darkest Night
The mind has many defences, she wrote in her award-winning essay. Glowing, she stood in front of her school; movie tickets her prize. Painted in shades between girl and woman she kissed me goodbye with bright red lips and joined her friends in line. The mind has many defences, she wrote. Maybe that’s why, in…
