bb’s babblings

i remember my second writing class at wv. it was such a trip. i’d always pretend to be a writer. trying to think of lines while driving around in my car. campbell’s such a nice place. all sorts of stuff comes to mind. hah. even took the teacher seriously bout it til i heard her encourage some other guy with the same exact words. i dunno though, sure was fun reading all those cool poems and finding the right words… i liked this piece we read

where are you going, where have you been