UniqueOldGal Poetry and Opinions: Poetry

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Poetry

Melvin’s Hat Melvin’s hat was blue, it smelled of tobacco and rode close to his ears. Kept the evil thoughts out. Kept the evil thoughts in... even pon a hell-hot July day, on a Tri-Met bus going uptown, Melvin wore his hat. He rolled his own cigarettes, leaky confections that shed onto his black... Sign in to see full entry.

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