Walk the burning street and live there. Unlikely alternatives forcing you to peel off sticky labels conveniently slapped where understanding wants to be. You don't know me. You don't know mine. No need for explanations. Chin up buttercup. You got this. * Resilience counts as a blessing for sure. For more poetic blessings head over…Read more Writing on a Wall
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I couldn't sleep the first night in the new apartment on Park Place. It wasn't much quieter than the projects, but I could feel we were out of that bubble now, living in the open world. I didn't know our rank here except to say we had to hide sometimes and pretend we didn't live…Read more up
Born in Providence 