Pink
Pink Ruby McKie A man standing in the daffodils To take a photo They’re spray painted Neon pink Pink follows me; It colours the sparse
Pink Ruby McKie A man standing in the daffodils To take a photo They’re spray painted Neon pink Pink follows me; It colours the sparse
Spring Ruby McKie My three layers unveiled: A colourful scarf A green wool jumper A faux leather coat I can taste Spring In my fresh
October 24th Ruby McKie Red leaves A black cat with a golden collar blends into the bushes and twisted trees On a man-made path Constructed
A Sunday Afternoon Ruby McKie A Sunday afternoon At my grandma’s kitchen table As she retells me her memories From her youth in Jamaica Youngest
Love Ruby Mckie Love to me is memories, Dancing like idiots with my best friends, the Polaroids up on my wall of the people I
At the Seaside Ruby McKie (Walsall) Aqua waves, golden sand, At the seaside. Blue sky, shining sun, At the seaside. Cold ice-cream, salty
Snoring Ruby McKie (Walsall) Mom makes a grunting sound, Like a pig that weighs a pound. Grandmother makes a sniffling grunt, Taking after her
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