days of stone

Tag: spider

  • Dying Light

    Dying Light

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    Ryan Stone
    in

    From my porch I watch thunderheads battering high noon into bruised twilight. I see you climb from under eaves, awakened by a pressure change. As the storm inhales you leap and spin, leap and spin your web — knowing your time to build is fleeting. Ryan Stone

  • Hollow

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in ,

    silk corner cobwebs entwine yesterday’s dry husks, bloodless and rotting Ryan Stone

  • Hunger

    Hunger

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    Her silver net castShe scurries back under eaveLunchtime drawing near Ryan Stone