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6 months
A year
No posts
No words

They were there, words
Were they captured?
Did I share?
Have I faded inward?
Why write?

Human connection today is frought with pain.
Yelling, shouting, screaming, belittling…
Us. Them. This. That.


I write
to shed a light
on the darkness
on my thoughts
on one tiny human being’s presence in this great wide world
that may or may not resonante
with you

I write to acknowledge that I
am a speck of dust
in the galaxy’s eye
and although small
tonight my words just might encourage you
to pick up your own pen
and work through your own dry spell