with_her_black_hair_cut_comically farmfish thee chick that cut your hair took it straight across the eyebrows on thee day you turned twelve. you came to thee st. francis garden where i was planting a shademaster locust. "what d'ya think, dennis?" you asked. "a little king syndicate?" "you look like your twelve." i said. "you know," she said, watching me, "those trees get big." i laughed. it was hard as hell havin' a conversation with a comic book character. 020622 ... blamethesky you told me that i looked like a comic book character. i was supposed to look pretty, it was prom after all. you were never one good with tact. 020622 what's it to you? who go blather from