Verse

Young things

A photograph.

There were drops of poem in the afternoon air,

young beasts only wanting us to see

the wars clashing somewhere underneath –

their secret diamond mines unseen.

What beauties

with the sweetest lie

shining in their hair.  

Picture - Alex Prager, Susie & Friends

Picture – Alex Prager, Susie & Friends

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