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Whatever Happened to all our Little
Notebooks?
We all saw the same
old bumper sticker:
This is not a
rehearsal; this is your life
And so we carried
little notebooks around
Discreetly jotting
down the overheards
In coffee shops and
class, the mid-night shift
The bus to work, the
elevator up
The escalator down,
the line at the bank
For the poems or
plays or novels we’d write
The cafeteria was a
notebook itself
Between the salad and
dessert we fell in love
