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You bring the Pencil Lady to life.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 22, 2013 at 10:53 AM
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The lost souls can often find their ways together. I think it is great that the two of you befriended each other. Kids cannot be as capable or as strong as adults; that is why they are kids. 
posted by
mariss9
on January 22, 2013 at 8:58 AM
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I couldn't comment yesterday, this was so powerful
and I'm dealing with someone who's also walking wounded. The pendulum always swings back to the light again. Once you know that, the dark isn't quite so powerful.
posted by
Pat_B
on January 22, 2013 at 5:34 AM
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Rough times Jay, two strays meeting in the darkness.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 21, 2013 at 11:29 PM
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Wow - loved it! It hit to the core.
posted by
Troosha
on January 21, 2013 at 7:54 PM
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UtahJay
So very painful, you turn that pain and ugliness into something like a rainbow of color that unfortunate humans may join you in having the courage to survive a sojurn in hell. God bless you soldier.†
posted by
WileyJohn
on January 21, 2013 at 5:43 PM
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It's so terribly sad that a society can let down its children that badly, that the only solace the kids can find is in the empty and eventual evil promise of drugs. But they need something to grab hold of, and often it's the only thing available out there at the time. This is a powerful poem, UtahJay. And heartbreaking, because for some it is still happening.
posted by
adnohr
on January 21, 2013 at 3:56 PM
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the 'pencil lady' a very strong symbol for what may have saved you in the
final analysis....your ability to express yourself via writing...with a pencil...
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 21, 2013 at 2:21 PM
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it was never that poor little boys fault.
posted by
Kabu
on January 21, 2013 at 2:12 PM
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