You Might Be Poor, Your

There’s No Use Saying Anything In The Schoolyard Because There’s Always Someone With An Answer And There’s Nothing You Can Do But Punch Them In The Nose And If You Were To Punch Everyone Who Has An Answer You’d Be Punching Morning Noon And Night.

I Don't Absolve My Father Completely Of His Responsibility For What He Did To Us I Feel Compassion, Maybe. He Had His Demons. But I Still Can't Understand How A Man Can Walk Away From Children. And Leave Them To Starve, As We Nearly Did, If It Wasn't For My Mother Going Out And Begging.

They Can Afford To Smile Because They All Have Teeth So Dazzling If They Dropped Them In The Snow They'd Be Lost Forever.

I Think I Settled On The Title Before I Ever Wrote The Book.

Happiness Is Hard To Recall. Its Just A Glow.