Happy Tuesday, Simple Words of Reflection from 3:30 am

Suburbia & dysfunctional parents.

Trumpets and cannon fire;

I grew up with a plastic face.


The world, my family,

accepted my tragedy,

will they hear the silence?

Holding my tears in cement jars,

and my smiles in wooden rafters.


We lose and we find

a heart and a mind.

Along the way

we might make some time.