For real this time.
As you can see I finally put up a new poem. It's a biographical piece of sorts, about coming home to find home almost completely altered. It was a spur of the moment angst and piano deal.

Anyway, I'm back in the Falls again, chilling with my twin ~little-librarian and all that good stuff. It's good to be back, really. I've been hanging out with old friends, checking out the same girls I checked out before I left last year. It's a weird experience for sure, so many f my acquaintances have altered slightly. I wish I had kept in better touch with everyone when I went away, it's almost like I have to meet these people all over again.