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Author Interview: Tanya Lee Stone
Interview for Young Writers Project by Charlotte Dodds, YWP Intern -
9/3/22
I open the back door and sit in its frame with my fever running high, enough to make my cheeks feel
pink & unsteady and every time I think it hurts, -
At a Villa in Tuscany
The bugs are dying at night,
I say to my cousin as we sit by
the pool in the pitch black heat.
She laughs and says, I’m going to
steal that line for a poem. I say nothing -
I write everything
on a pink legal pad because this one time I read about a black-haired middle aged white woman
who lived in Manhattan and produced films and took all of her notes on pink legal pads, and the -
It's June and
we've finally entered the thick, humid heat that
accompanies early summer rain [(everyone says they feel so
good)(so alive)(oh, yes, I say)(but the concrete walls -
This Thing I Have With Purple
On Halloween, my friends and I dressed up as Donna & the Dynamos (from Mamma Mia!) and I wore this tight purple shirt with wide sleeves that draped around my arms, leaving me swimming in purple
Loves
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The Red Bike
The red bike,
It just sits,
No one ever touches it,
No one ever claimed the bike,
After years in the park,
It lost some of its shine after tons of storms,
The rust comes and covers the beautiful paint,
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Ode to a Mechanical Pencil
Click
Click
Click
I push at the eraser
of my mechanical pencil.
Watching the lead peek out to say
“Hello!”
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diary of a californian
The wind brushed across her cheeks, tender. It fluttered her hair and made it stand upright, soft, as the sun caressed its fingers across her arm, both warm and compassionate.
