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I can just feel the intensity while reading this...I cannot imagine seeing such a scene unfold.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 15, 2012 at 11:29 AM
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UtahJay
Tough days of youth, so very sad to experience especially when well written like yours are pard.
posted by
WileyJohn
on September 15, 2012 at 7:56 AM
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edits: delete to me off first sentence, and off beginning of 2nd sentence, deadly not deafly, flip the next sentence....I had lost 5 friends to street.... by my senior year, take off and yet then make the rest of it a separate sentence, last sentence flip as well....start it with I left......the poem....clenched not clinched
Wow! how sad... you tell it so well
posted by
Annicita
on September 14, 2012 at 6:25 PM
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Those sound like tough days, so often people will get rougher when their circumstances darken. Only the fortunate ones come out of it; I am glad you did. 
posted by
mariss9
on September 14, 2012 at 4:10 PM
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