Browsing in the bookstore,
I stumbled across
a journal
crammed with scraps
people found
in parking lots,
school yards,
fished out of trashcans.
Now I throw
copies of everything
I write away.
Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC
Browsing in the bookstore,
I stumbled across
a journal
crammed with scraps
people found
in parking lots,
school yards,
fished out of trashcans.
Now I throw
copies of everything
I write away.
Published in HSU Corral and St Edward's New Literai Graduate journal.
