Sunday, December 31, 2023

a poem for this day

New Year’s Eve


The new year’s

hazy night sky 

is upon us

and we think 

to ourselves 

what beauty

the future 

could hold.

Of course

we are scared 

of the many 

atrocities in the

great-big world,

yet we know

we must survive.

So we give 

each other 

Mona Lisa smiles

and go to bed 

with exhausted minds

and hopeful hearts.


December 31, 2023


Internal/External (drawing on postcard)


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