days of stone
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his vital smile and untroubled eyes —enlistment photo Ryan Stone
settling dusk a boy and his dog leaping shadows Ryan Stone
louder and louder the smell of Nanna’s kitchen Ryan Stone
train whistle sounds grey in the night, smoke and dreams Ryan Stone
fireworks explode in an ink-black sky —my name on your lips Ryan Stone
forgotten field tattered scarecrow waving to no-one Ryan Stone
so crisp the autumn sun, then winter Ryan Stone
storm understory broken nest glitter, lone magpie Ryan Stone
into the spring dawn baby kookaburras launch fresh twitter accounts Ryan Stone
determined thief— forest fire steals all but their last embrace Ryan Stone
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