We Real Cool
THE POOL PLAYERS. SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL. We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.
Gaming. Life. Pets. Cheese.
THE POOL PLAYERS. SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL. We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.
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That’s some poem. Just added her novel to my Amazon wish list on the strength of it. Novels by poets tend to be exceptional.
That they do.
Poetry has never been a favorite thing. I sure remember this one though. So seemingly simple, yet intense.