Hm^h/
f\(^('/n Heidi Thompkins
M\- roommate mo\ed
The room's
last night.
And echous with naked cement And desk and sheKes de\oid ol must be mo\ ing
hall-bare
walls
books.
I
swear
The halls Own unclaimed emptiness says more "hotel" Than home, and more so now. feel a need To decorate with flowers and a doorbell And mounds of books I don t have time to read. 1
feel
I
too.
I
Maybe fill the space with /Vragorn And Legolas "life-sized" cutouts. Hey. Im I
I
II
From magazines.
Why is
There's no one to
come home
I
free!
could hang Christmas lights or pictures torn
don
t
produce, and
I
am
it
now to.
)ust me'.'
not a sound
silence-drowned.
Ca me
Iverson
