The Civil Rights Act Of 1964 Was

I Like The Idea Of Someone Else’s Love Safely Sealed In A Song Or A Book.

I Prefer To Work Out Alone. It Enables Me To Concentrate On The Lessons That The Iron Has For Me.

I Thought I Was Gonna Be In The Minimum-wage Working World All My Life.

How Memories Lie To Us. How Time Coats The Ordinary With Gold. How It Breaks The Heart To Go Back And Attempt To Re-live Them. How Crushed We Are When We Discover That The Gold Was Merely Gold-plating Thinly Coated Over Lead, Chalk And Peeling Paint.

In My Bright, Utopian Future World, They Will Hand Out College Educations Like Cups Of Water At The End Of The L.a. Marathon.