It’s understandable. You don’t write poetry. You don’t show yourself on the page.”“I write down all of my poetry.”“That’s a good start... A poet should write something on paper every day, but does what you write have the same effect, say, as what you recite—as in a slam, for instance?”“Why does that matter?”“It matters a lot if you want your words more than your personality to be important to people. What you do now—that’s what an actor does or a performer. Poets aren’t exactly performers, now. "I panicked. I never thought that she would keep going. I looked over to Susan who was rocking back and forth on the sofa in laughter. She just gave me a little flick of the wrist as if to say don't 'When in Rome do as the Romans do.' I was on my own.Joyce said, "Come on! We haven't got all night," with that she smacked me on the backside then rested the wooden ruler in her hand waiting for my move. She was staring straight at my crotch. Then she took the ruler and gave me a couple of upward. I cant get a good draft and the door wont close either. Could you take a look at it? Of course! How bout Ill check it out right now? I said with a smile, my brown eyes moving over again to the girl. Adam had a puzzled look on his face. Then his eyes widened in realization. Oh! Im sorry, I never introduced you to my daughter. Mark, this is Jasey. Nice to meet you, Jasey. I extended a hand to the 52 girl, still looking up at me coyly with her soft, light-blue eyes. She gave me an awkward. ."Lisa interrupted. "Well of course you don't. I understand. You want yourown skirts, and blouses and dresses don't you? That's to be expected, agirl like you shouldn't have to wear hand-me-downs. Sounds like we'll bedoing some mother and daughter shopping . . . or maybe it should bemother and son shopping . . . shopping for women's clothes. Theprettiest most feminine and girly dress we can find. Because mommy'spretty boy just loves dressing up like a girl and being oh, so pretty."Frankie's.