Do you long
awkward saint
to move passed
best memories
to better
the lashes of loving eyes
with a rebellious tongue
with a mouth full
of pleasantries
pleasing a loved one
sit beside a mop in
the dark room holding
a virgin flask of flashes
the space
a shadowed hue
indelible dimples
cavernous
bitter bliss
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Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2005
In some ways you are right but then one has to figure out who the awkward saint is. The one that inspired Valentine's day I suppose.
When I wrote ths book in 2000, I was concerned about children having access to the Internet and to chat rooms where "you can be anyone you want." Here we are many years later and the situation with children talking freely to stangers on the Internet
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