Been claening my house like a madwoman - have to stop now since my garbage cans are full until the pickup on Tuesday so I thought I would share a few bits of really old writing. Both these are from 1986 First one was right around my birthday. Yea, was thinking of war on my sixteenth birthday. It was all the president's fault for picking my sweet sixteen to bomb Libya. I don't seem to have the early versions of this one - I wish I did. First Strike Time blows heavy,on the crisp desert wind ... read more
