Inside Out

It’s a blurry line really, A delicate balancing act:  Holding you, holding me.  I’ve ignored you And denied you. Pretended you were someone else. 

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Everyday Heroes

As I walk along the road that meanders beside the waterfront of my hometown, I take in the sights and sounds of an early spring day in the Pacific Northwest: the gradient gray sky, the salty Salish Sea mist, the snow-capped Olympic mountains, the sporadic groupings of daffodils brightly declaring spring. I’ve walked this stretch…

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Alone

She is alone. Left to figure it out on her own. Trying to make sense of the darkness. Unable to comprehend the heartless. Where are they now? Somewhere better without me. Hollow halls, emptiness calls I’ll just wait silently.

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