It's never happened before, and God only knows whether it'll happen again: a Bosco Blackout! The man loves Ann Richards so much that I want you to imagine her name under every black mark. In fact, go ahead and say "Ann Richards!" in a Metal voice. Repeat throughout the poem wherever you see fit. Then you may come to an understanding of what this original article and blackout poem are truly about.
For me, the child of a state party is winning her victory over the bumbling glory days.
A short-time promise felt mostly applicable.
It's a vibrant history of lone unflinching folks from Travis County.
An intimate person feels real. She feels human. She's beautiful. She's flawed.
We get crazier and play for keeps.
Scores are more dangerous and intense with real gender barriers than to have a feminist friend.
It's not always boring to put down Ann Richard's belief that a book could use a lot more folks.
-Bosco 4 Life
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