Thursday, December 05, 2002
txt poetry
the guardian competition winner
[I left my pictur on th ground wher u walk
so that somday if th sun was jst right
& th rain didnt wash me awa
u might c me out of th corner of yr i & pic me up]
my favourite runner up
[LIFT OFF:
One small vibration in my hand.
One giant leap in my heart.]
