poem in progressmy parents had beengreat readersbefore TVmy momwould discoveran authorand read allhis worksat the librarywhen i camealong there wasno readingonly TVbut there werethe storiesabout the booksthe librarya kind ofnostalgiafor booksthen priesthood-high schoolno girlsbored me sillystarted readingfor the first timenovelsjules vernerobert louis stevensonmagnificent escapeentertainmentwas mockedby an effete priestfor readingkids’ booksignored his rudenessmeanwhilethe world openedJuly 2015
Thursday, July 23, 2015
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