That time, playing in the muck,foot emerging without a boot,hopping and laughingall the way home… Then, later, on the busthe impact of the carthe windshield crackinglike a giant spiderblood all overthe dead lady’s face All in the past –sunroof openkids riding along,music blaring But trauma is a spiderArachne reaching into happy placesand as much as […]
Measured in spoonfulsprogress imperceptible Still feel the angst ofno-time-to-breathe lifestyle pressured from withinto get-it-done spend unavailable resourcesruminating solutions push against the wallswith little to show surrender to impotencyand wait for the next surge.
Sister was a hurricane –destruction her path Tried to calm, encouragebut her core was damaged Try to reach her now, across death’s abyss understand beforeher legacy swallows me.
One Woman's Quest II 
You have a very eclectic assortment of structures. Very fun.
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You have some wonderful city photos for this week. Thanks V.J. 😀
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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That second photo reminds me a little of Boston.
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I haven’t been but I heard it’s worth seeing.
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Boston has some interesting historical sites, and the waterfront is pleasant–but whatever you do, don’t attempt to drive yourself!
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I hadn’t heard that. Thanks!
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You’re welcome. The drivers are rude and reckless, a bad combination. And the streets are mostly one-way.
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VJ, nice pic. This looks like a number of older cities I have visited. Keith
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London, my hometown 🐻🐻
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