Earlier this semester, I got an E-mail from a James Droste. James is my cousin. My dad had one brother, named Jim. Jim had a son named James. (way too many James/Jim people here) After sending an E-mail once and having it not get through, I tried again and he responded.
As someone who is now an only child and has no living grandparents, the thought of re-uniting with a cousin is an exciting venture for me. We are trading E-mails to catch up; hopefully, in the near future, we will be able to meet.
Wordle Poetry Month: Day 15
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*Them Next Doors, Amirite?*
You tried to shame me
and chase me off this great porch
won't mince words: *fuck you*
*here are the rules*
*and beware ...
2 years ago
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