Old man in the dark,
Rain whispers of lost loves past,
Tears blend with the storm.
- LFB + AI
Rain, solitude, memories.
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No One Remains The Same
I’m not sure what this is. It started as a dream, I think. I wrote some words down about the feeling I had, about the character that appeared. I thought it might be a song, but no. It’s just this:
An Old Woman In Ruins
My friend Judith survived the conflagration that was the Dixie fire of 2021. It devastated her home town of Greenville, CA. She can’t leave as she has no one to take her away. So she walks and remembers. I think of her. I worry about her.
