Tag: loss
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Discordant
The sound of his name From lips that once whispered mine Nails scrape a chalkboard Ryan Stone
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Reflection
Into the tide pool Divorce shaped teardrops tumble And shatter his face Ryan Stone
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mono no aware
A gold harvest moonSwells over night’s shadowed cliffsCohen is singing Ryan Stone
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You’re Missing
Spring cleaning windows a paw print from last summer fractures the sunlight – Ryan Stone How quickly the years slip past. Gone but never forgotten, old mate.
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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…
