Frank O'Hara
Baltimore, Maryland
Monday, January 13, 2003

Autobiographia Literaria Comments

Rating: 2.8
When I was a child
I played by myself in a
corner of the schoolyard
all alone.


Alessndra 08 October 2020
If they were looking for me i hid behind the bookshelf and yelled" I hate you.
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Elizabeth Barajas 28 May 2014
When I read this poem I think of all the bad times I've they are OVER..and how what's left is an overwhelming feeling of possibility coated in optimism. Imagine!
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Stevie Taite 02 January 2013
The quietest and seemingly loneliest children sometimes need to be that way, in order to become who they become. Be kind all the world to those who are different!
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