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Teenage Poetry

Teenage expression via angst-ful poetry circa 1983
A little look back in time to my teenage years, my heartbreak and maybe a little bit of anger, too? Definitely a whole lot of drama!


This was typed with an old-fashioned electric typewriter. Notice the correction of 'd' in the word 'heard' in the third poem. Back in the day we used correction film. It was a gummy-like transferable Liquid Paper on a small rectangular slip of plastic called Ko Rec Type. Simply line the little square over your mistake, depress the erroneously struck key again, and voila, the space was whited out. It wasn't perfect, but word processors for personal use were still a few years away.

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