Torch Songs
I'm through with torch songs
You can carry your own damned torch
I tried to hold it for you and light your way
But it burned me
So you may carry it yourself
posted by Andrew at 7:20 PM
Friday, December 28, 2007
About Me
- Name: Andrew
- Location: San Francisco Bay Area, California, United States
Andrew Mattachine was born in Berkeley, California. He started writing when he was 6 or so years old, and has been unstoppably prolific since that time. During the daylight hours, Andrew is an unassuming, although quirky student. However, he transforms into writer, actor and activist extrordinaire as soon as the sun sets. He still resides in the San Francisco Bay Area, in a little room full of books and morbid tchotchkys, where he sits and drinks too much coffee. Write to him at AMattachine@gmail.com (photo by S. Wall)
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