Hello 48.

And have you reconciled your pasts and presents?

Yes. I have.

Peace then to you.

And on this day

after successive years of increasing unhappiness

when what was before made no sense in the present

where fragmented and lost I thought myself

accumulating inches of dust

a useless, antiquated thing

fit only to be put into a dark closet

Oh that living death I grew attached to

twined ever so blackly and stubbornly around me;


This Day

I feel that even if it were the last

what I have struggled through

the decent, solid things that I built

those things in my life that are real, warm, true

that which I fought to keep steady after years where tough test after tough test shook me to the core:

This Day.


Every Thursday

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