Tired
In the past week, I’ve driven too much: Massachusetts to Connecticut. Connecticut to Maryland. Maryland to Florida. And once I
Singer-Songwriter
In the past week, I’ve driven too much: Massachusetts to Connecticut. Connecticut to Maryland. Maryland to Florida. And once I
I’ve never written a slam poem before. Never tried. Never wanted to try. But I was so impressed with my
I think this will be the end of the poetry I share from 1999 (a good year). I’ve decided, for
Please remember: I am about 11 or 12 when I wrote the poems below (except for my traditional on-the-spot). I
In 1999 I was 11 or 12 years old, in middle school, and probably still interested in science and mathematics.
When I was little (before I could pick out my own clothing), my mom dressed me in everything hip. I
The past few weeks, in brief, have been busy. I am constantly moving. I’ve gone from robot to runner; I
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