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Facing Forward

In this winter’s cold
Life continues to burst forth
Indomitable

Just out my window
Watching this December rain
I finish my tea
I woke early this morning fighting a migraine. The daggers in my skull have been dulled, but the mental fog and inability to focus remain. The grey, rainy skies seem to fit perfectly with my state of being.

The grace of sunlight
Pushing through the autumn chill
Raising my spirits
These rare moments of sunlight piercing through Seattle’s autumnal gloom, granting me strength for those long, dark days coming.

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History in bricks
Such elegant stateliness
An autumn sunset






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