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Frankie Quinn with a poem from his book Open Gates.

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Whiskey stole the child.
We watched the demolition of security.
We learned that vodka tears don’t smell.
♞♜♝
They smart on welts like salt and
Burn deceiving eyes.
♞♜♝
Enchanting self-esteem to shipwreck on the
Rocks that swirl inside a Black Russian,
Drowning innocence.
♞♜♝
Adults now, we struggle out of an empty bottle,
Exhausted, trying to find a hearth to rest at.

⏩ Frankie Quinn is a former republican prisoner who is now a community activist. He is the author of Open Gates, a book of poetry.   

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Frankie Quinn with a poem from his book Open Gates.

Drink

Whiskey stole the child.
We watched the demolition of security.
We learned that vodka tears don’t smell.
♞♜♝
They smart on welts like salt and
Burn deceiving eyes.
♞♜♝
Enchanting self-esteem to shipwreck on the
Rocks that swirl inside a Black Russian,
Drowning innocence.
♞♜♝
Adults now, we struggle out of an empty bottle,
Exhausted, trying to find a hearth to rest at.

⏩ Frankie Quinn is a former republican prisoner who is now a community activist. He is the author of Open Gates, a book of poetry.   
Frankie Quinn Poetry

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