December 2010
2 posts
my last two days at new paltz
I will spend studying and eating rock da pasta.
I don’t regret that it’s my third school
that I only spent three semesters here.
Or that I’m finishing college in three years.
People keep asking me what’s the rush?
People keep forgetting how much world there is outside of here.
So thanks Temple, Stony Brook, and New Paltz for some...
She had believe it would be a theif.
That the last day
would not whisper or whimper
Roaring through her city like an angry locamotive
The sirens would stop
There would be no bunker, no barrack
The silence would wrap the higway like a woolen blanket
And strike the raw wrists of her street …