3.16.16
homeland poems.
i woke up today and i had one written from last night, but i felt like it didn't exactly answer the prompt how i wanted it to.
i ended up writing about Pops.
today was a good day just because i skated so much. i'm starting to sound very strange because all i do is skate and i feel like i'm in 7th grade all over again where all i want to do is skateboard.