concrete roses

concrete roses

A Poem by Alice Luanne Sutcliffe

he has sixteen scars that want to be roses or thorns
i've kissed every one of them with my fingertips and now

i can't get the taste of concrete and cinnamon out of my lungs.

© 2010 Alice Luanne Sutcliffe


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Alice Luanne Sutcliffe
this is a personal favourite.

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This is so simple and so powerful. I can see why it is a favorite. The first line is amazing.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Alice Luanne Sutcliffe
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