A brave poem and a picture friday.

I recently came across one of my journals from 2006, a year of turning points and big decisions. I decided to share some of my writing from that journal this week, and maybe to share my poems on fridays from now on. So here goes nothing!

Little boys with bed-head

Whole grains and fresh fruit
Can’t tell me what I want
Wish it was that simple.

Coffee cups and magazines
Can’t suggest to me my needs
Wish I was that simple.

Too big trucks with small men in them.

This is mostly true.

Photo from the lovely project (now book) 3191 Miles Apart


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