Daily Archives: September 7, 2016

0019 The Kindred Spirit [09 August 1995]

Author’s note: This is one of my personal favorites from this era of my writing. He, Who is wise, Beyond his years. In some ways, In others, Not. A young man of mystery, Came into my life. Whom I tried … Continue reading

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0018 The End of School [13 June 1995]

It’s summertime, And the days are long. We get wild, And nothing’s wrong. The sun is shining, And we just can’t stay inside. We tan or burn on the beach And surf the tide. We’re having too much fun, Maybe … Continue reading

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0017 The PMS Blues [12 June 1995]

I’ve got the Pre-Menstrual blues. I’m mad at everything And everyone. I finally know why they Call it a curse. I’ve got the PMS blues, Oh, and I’m mad. It brings bad news to all women, Especially the cramps. Oh … Continue reading

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