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Green Bottles and Loose Change - Tara O'Malley

hardened ash teeth

pot-hole smile and Jameson breath

face crumpled as

money thrown from plastic bags

exchanged for his second daily flaskeen

stays for a chat

turf dust fingers clutch at wrists

sunken eyes fixed on chests

leaves bitterness in mouths

that no whiskey could wash away


Tara O'Malley is a third-year student studying Creative Writing at NUI Galway.

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