Painful memories,
dissertation in three months,
the tortured summer.
A dozen notebooks,
my forty-six interviews,
they still talk to me.
Painful memories,
dissertation in three months,
the tortured summer.
A dozen notebooks,
my forty-six interviews,
they still talk to me.
June 9, 2016 at 11:41 pm |
great poem
July 16, 2016 at 10:47 pm |
Thank you for reading.
July 16, 2016 at 11:22 pm
welcome