Mom and I on our Alaskan cruise

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Good evening, or morning, or afternoon, depending on when you've stumbled across this page. Today is January 23, 2023, and I have slowly...

Tuesday, July 19, 2022

House in Ruins

 


We thought our house was sturdy

Until we cracked the foundation 

With our insecurity

Until we tore off the roof

With our pride

Until we flooded the living space

With our grief

Until we burned down the walls

With our anger

Until we tended the garden

With our neglect

Until we hid the ruins

With our embarrassment

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