Best Collarbone Poems

She's tough.
Ana's tougher.
Barely seventeen, five stone
Gaunt and battered, she stands alone
Dependent on the lone knife that slays her.
I wish I could, she tells her food.
But Ana says I can't.
One day, she'll win.
She's tough....

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Pass me along 
a pair of drumsticks 
so I can create 
vibrating calypso melodies 
on the steel drums 
found within the bones of my collar...

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