B.O.B. #1
Portraits and poetry
Chemistry class invokes a creativity like no other. The girl next to me is keeping from dozing off by drawing squiggles of organic compounds in her notebook.
Haikus and Mr. Radiohead are floating in mine.
"Not much difference
between sorrow and the sea -
Vast, fleeting, salty."
Chemistry class invokes a creativity like no other. The girl next to me is keeping from dozing off by drawing squiggles of organic compounds in her notebook.
Haikus and Mr. Radiohead are floating in mine.
"Not much difference
between sorrow and the sea -
Vast, fleeting, salty."
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