This poem brings up a new confidence im my impossibly difficult choice to takae a year off before I got to college in the fall. I've been aching for a place of my own to sit and smoke and rearrange my books and movies in, a place where I can go out to work and come home to write and drink and fall into whatever addictions and songs I want to. I'm feeling the restrictions of my life and this poem of yours conjures up happy fantasies of it all working out for me. Being in the middle of the country opens up the rest of it for me to run away to. I was thinking Seattle but perhaps some place cheaper. Just so long as nobody knows me and nobody knows where I am.
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though not very metropolitan; also people love Portland
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I hope you're doing well. I'm wondering if you're coming back to lj any time soon ...?
Take care,
Suzy
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