I always told myself when I escaped Texas, it would be different, but …
I always told myself when I escaped Texas, it would be different, but …
is this the beginning or the end sometimes starting over feels just like passing through just like redirecting to true north
They will come flooding in like starlings it must seem tragic, or terrifying, or melancholy and the only remedy is hate and fear
A is for Autocratic Apple Whose name you might recall A thin skinned leader Who came to power On the promise Of building a great Wall
