Repressed Memory of My First Time

Posted by dwallace on March 7, 2012 in Poems, Poetry, Reflections |

I used to steal cigarettes butts from my step-dad’s ashtray when I was thirteen and sneak down to the green mossy sewer that ran around the soccer fields by our house for a quick drag. Twenty years later, after trying to quit cold-turkey, then smoking only when I drank, but never being able to abandon […]


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