With their hair half up, and dressed demurely in black formalwear, they seemed like lost girls and conveyed little beyond a vague sense of urgency and dread; sure technicians all, they are not yet artists able to make their lashing limbs and inscrutable gestures mean something.

As the mau-mauing brigade heads downtown to the welfare office, they run into the chief flak catcher.

So when I tell people where I'm from and check their reactions, I know in my heart I'm just frontin’. Because the way and where I lived then pales when compared to the way and where many youths are living today.

He checks retreat; then turning back his course, Remounts the wave , and thro the mingled roar Of ice and storm , reseeks the hostile shore