Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]
When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
I love bridges, and I grieve the loss of trains
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Was just mentioning that to my husband the other day – how surreal it is without the trains.
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Excellent bridge shots.
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Thank you.
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Nice photos–you live in a lovely area 🙂
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Wonderful photos for bridge this week. Thanks V.J. 😀
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Always welcome, Cee.
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