I want to Escape
as I have become
A Tourist at Home.
These strangers don’t
drink the Strange Brews but
Come along brother! 135 more words
Over the weekend, I picked up a copy of Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald at my local library. 259 more words
We used to laugh and say that it was impossible to imagine Danny as an old man.
We laughed and called him “reckless.” Laughed and said he was “begging for death.” Laughed and called him “bachelor,” “the infinite youth.” The boy who was at once with every woman and never with a single one. 2,155 more words