Tag: @ryanstonewrites
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What Stays
The house didn’t fallwhen they left.The kettle still boils,the dog still waitsfor your voice in the morning. Time to forgetthe way you bent to fitwhat was never built for you. The sky hasn’t stoppedits slow turning.Magpies still sing.You breathe.Something holds. This isn’t the end.It never is.The right onewon’t ask you to shrink.What stayswill staywithout being…
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Sin Town
It only exists when the sun goes downand the signs flicker to life—neon lips, dice rolling, Girls Girls Girlsgyrate in pulsing pink. The gutters gleam,slick with rain or something worse.The footpaths hum with heels and hunger. No one’s from here.Everyone’s just passing through—folded cash, fake names and bad habits.Cabbies don’t question—they know where to stop,won’t…
