(PPC6 Prompt 8)
To the Rain Shadow of the Olympics I have come
Places where there is never a fear
Remembering roads that took us away from
Shallow days of desperate breaths
To our rhythmic boy you called "son-of-the-drum"
Bass be... [Read more]
(PPC6 Prompt 7)
We were lovers in the days when Doyle Park
Was family, friends, long walks
A quiet stream; long before the gangs
The loafers and pervs and "drive-bys"
We were outlaws, but only for love
Stealing time from work to mee... [Read more]
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