🪷 sunrise

May your sun rise 
  on easier times,
    your dark clouds 
      fade to blue--
compassion to you 
  who hold so much
    with no one 
      holding you.

I am thinking of close friends—and of myself at various points in my life—and so many people these days who struggle under the weight of deep aloneness.

sunrise this morning

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In the notebook

Versions 1 and 2 of the poem in my notebook. I also included a bit of a journal entry above and a short story installment below, to show more of my general process.

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