don't feed me violence

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

It was surprising to see some of the sunflowers standing intact as if it were the late summer months and they had just bloomed. Most, however, had finally succumbed to the November weather and were no longer standing at their three meter height. Ryan lifted a dying sunflower head and twirled it in her fingers. It was amazing just how large they could become. This one in particular must have been close to 25 centimeters or so in diameter. She let it slip from her fingers, falling to join its detached brothers and sisters. She found such beauty in flowers, even when they weren’t in full bloom. She had only lived through one spring, but it was her favorite season. Watching the buds blooms into beautiful arrays of color – how breathtaking. At the moment, however, Ryan’s plaid dress was about the only thing to offer much vivacity in the color spectra.

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