
Such savage cruelty
That we delight so much in
A brutal winter
In this age we distain grace and compassion, claiming it weak.
Tech Worker | Seattleite | Haiku
Outside it is dark
Tapping sound from my drain spout
Water flowing down

The trees change colors. Air cools. Autumn arrived, the season evolves. My sweaters, which delight me so, call to me. Content wells within me.
Got this gem in my inbox this afternoon:

Did a quick Google and found a bunch of references to this as a phishing scheme. The poor grammar and funky URL tipped me off.
Always be diligent, my friends.






My home was once there
The outward shape is still there
And yet, it’s transformed
Walking these old streets
Visions of dirty concrete
Echoes of our past
Grime and poverty
Once marked these streets with their truth
Now airbrushed away
Walking with dear friends
Explorations of this past
Amongst my future