He'll pinch a cigarette between his fingers. He'll take a drag, blow that drag between his lips. He'll look at the firl with eyes the colour of the sky before it turns black and he will see heaven, and the… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
When a horse falls, foam comes out of its mouth. When it falls, the legs of the horse thrash and the horse is no… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth.… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
He'll pinch a cigarette between his fingers. He'll take a drag, blow that drag between his lips. He'll look at the firl with eyes… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
