My Universe Changed
Adolescence is confusing for everybody. So many changes that happen beyond our control. Our individuality clashes with traditions. Here are two poems from the Archive of Ring Around the Basin.
My Universe Changed
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Tomboy Wind whips hair in my eyes My bicycle rattles and wobbles Between my dungareed legs I fly over mounds of dirt left By bulldozers clearing the field Of weeds all shapes and colors For a parking lot for a Mormon Ward house that stands on the hill
