Short Thoughts: Those who shape and those moments that did.
Monday, September 26, 2011
anecdote # 209 - my poem for L (circa 1985)
"dead eyes on a living girl
laughing girl with dead eyes"
(the chorus between
verses urging her to accept herself
instead of seeking praise)
crush threw it crumpled
at my chest, huffed "not very nice"
(keeping silences would've hurt too.)
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