“Come on, Ma, let me sleep.”
Class of 2011
Dinner Time
A poem of food and family.
A Slight Misunderstanding
I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary. I was just being Joy, being ten at a restaurant and heading to the bathroom.
“Come on, Ma, let me sleep.”
A poem of food and family.
I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary. I was just being Joy, being ten at a restaurant and heading to the bathroom.