Poems from Lwboline

Jon Livingston Doe
Soft cheeks.  Dough eyes.  Doe eyes.  Deer in the headlights,  Never quite there.  Never quite 100% in the head.  Never quite sure where he...
Skateboarding with Jesse
The epitome of cool when I was nine. I kick the road behind me. I never had the motivation until now. I go faster, faster, faster Til' I...