The year was 1969. I was ten
And carried a spiral notebook everywhere I went,
from the corner store to the diamond,
The whack of the bat, the way it connected
With the ball was my background, crackling,
Punctuation noise. … more »
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Frances du
I just need a minute to gather my thoughts,
re-articulate who I am in the dating game:
Ambitious. A lover of rap and food.
Fancy but not pretentious.
Still down to earth. Yes, I love hiking!
I’ve learned to sell … more »