The High Line NYC Looking back, Taking the first step forward, Inhaling the old neighborhood Deep breath...sigh... Visual memories are like photographs Some make me laugh, Some move me to tears While others tug at the heart strings Slight smile turn the corners of my mouth… Thought about you and The way you would lie, …
Tag: 1960
Not That Kid
Making gum wrapper chains snap pop New York kid shuffle innocence was a game we never intended to play it was always like blowing smoke into the wind choking on the fumes brown paper bag huffing the last boat has sailed and it doesn't matter any more because the kid can't swim anyway and the …
Trilby Yates 