Poetry: Grandma Said LGBTQ, Photography and Art, Poetry Grandma said the poor go first, kids like me, she said– if the war don’t end– but I was too delicate, too pretty, too likely to kiss the ‘gook’ if he was cute. Rob Goldstein, March 2019 37.774929 -122.419415 Share the Love:TumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInTwitterEmailWhatsAppFacebookPocketLike this:Like Loading...
