I hop on the bricks and play with my dolls—stuffed unicorns and bears and rabbits, all with the same tea-stained mouths.
I can imagine a little girl's room and her toys all a little beat up from playing tea party so many times.
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- Aug 2020
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There’s Metallica and W.A.S.P. and Queen and Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin; I put on the Led Zeppelin and play “Stairway to Heaven” over and over.
I know exactly what music the narrator describes. I can hear the songs while I read.
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I picture forests echoing with laughter and shadows taller than souls.
We are able to see exactly what the narrator describes in their head.
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A policeman picks up one of the smooth vinyl shards and rubs his thumb across the grooves
This is imagery because it describes what the record looks like. I can imagine exactly what he is describing.
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He listens on headphones but the volume’s so loud I hear everything: the tinsel rain of cymbals and urgency of words. The music is hard and heavy with lyrics like poetry; he calls it heavy metal.
This is imagery because it describes exactly what the narrator hears. It's almost like I can hear it too.
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