Dark Youth

March 28, 2010 § 1 Comment

A boy who writes poems, in hamilton, ontario
A boy who draws
A boy that I met over the internet, last night, and talked to for an hour or two, about things that we liked, such as teepees and breakfast in bed, and drawing each other, and chain smoking.
A boy who write about love just like I do, and who is looking for something more,
just like I am.

My heart pinched, when I started reading his blog last night, at midnight, my heart pinched.

I’m going to write him a letter today,
a letter to someone I barely know,
a few poems in exchange for a few drawings, memories for memories, fantasies for fantasies.

http://thedarkyouth.tumblr.com

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