A shepherd's daughter struggles with (or at least blathers on about) love, writing, life in New York City and teaching in The Bronx, and leaving NYC to get an MFA in Poetry.
Monday, September 14, 1998
Sunbathing, bowling, The Dirty Dozen and Malarkies
Because the original journal had a section for things that happened in the day and another for things that happened at night, when I copied it into a more traditional journal, things got jumbled. I've tried to un-jumble them here.
Because the original journal had a section for things that happened in the day and another for things that happened at night, when I copied it into a more traditional journal, things got jumbled. I've tried to un-jumble them here.
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