Boston 1978 by William J Donovan

Jun 2021

Boston 1978

I had a room in a garret.
She had a room without heat.
We had holes in our hearts.
I called her from a phone booth
and went to her cold bed. We
pretend at love and sleep warm.

Written by

William J Donovan 75/M/Charlotte, NC

(75/M/Charlotte, NC)

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