UtenteDLPatterson

I've given much of it away to the local public library each time I've moved, which seems to happen every five years or so. Maybe you've purchased one of my castoffs at a Friends of the Library sale. I miss many of them, a vulnerability you can exploit to taunt me mercilessly. I want my Selected Poems of Frank O'Hara back.

The parrot's name is Lupita, and she loves listening to people read aloud. Given the opportunity, she will also chew on the book.