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A seven year-old girl cries herself to death.
The sun won’t do me any good unless I face the sea.
All it does is turn me into a widow.
So let me go…
Take my cap off…
Make me some coffee.
Pretend this is forever.
I stay inside for this is where the sunflowers bloom.
It is a fallacy that they live for the sun.
They want to look away,
But temptation as always grabs their chins.
The wall supports the amputee,
The helpless soldier in this senseless war.
But unlike your character,
Our eyes grow old.
Cataract, inevitable.
We tried to run away.
Yet the sun is there to blind us.
Wake me up after 3.
Surprise me with a call.
I shall remember you under the trees,
I shall remember me kissing your knees.
This is forever.

-Rae ’05.
071405. Thurs. 7:04PM.

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The Hurricane

Contributed by Rae on Thursday, 14th July 2005 @ 07:36:07 PM in AEST
Topic: ambiguous

Everything must stop when it rains.
A seven year-old girl cries herself to death.
The sun won’t do me any good unless I face the sea.
All it does is turn me into a widow.
So let me go…
Take my cap off…
Make me some coffee.
Pretend this is forever.
I stay inside for this is where the sunflowers bloom.
It is a fallacy that they live for the sun.
They want to look away,
But temptation as always grabs their chins.
The wall supports the amputee,
The helpless soldier in this senseless war.
But unlike your character,
Our eyes grow old.
Cataract, inevitable.
We tried to run away.
Yet the sun is there to blind us.
Wake me up after 3.
Surprise me with a call.
I shall remember you under the trees,
I shall remember me kissing your knees.
This is forever.

-Rae ’05.
071405. Thurs. 7:04PM.

Copyright Â© Rae ... [ 2005-07-14 19:36:07]
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Re: The Hurricane (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Friday, 15th July 2005 @ 12:57:54 AM AEST
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I like this. The imagery is masterful, I do think. And it is somewhat ambiguous, but that doesn't make it less compelling. Well done!

Andrew

Re: The Hurricane (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 15th July 2005 @ 02:02:01 AM AEST
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hello rae writting as well as ever, my

daughters r up from florida this is very

revealing and 2 the point very effective in it's

presentation, "make me some coffee pretend

this is forever" wow i'm feeling what your

writting as though i was right there, a good

writer u r, very convincing indeed . . .

Ben

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