Thursday, June 23, 2022

The Fifteen Year Anniversary

On a June morning head high in a patch of feral parsnips, I remembered

I arrived on the mountaintop fifteen years ago this week.

In my fifteenth June, the mortgage was paid off. A hairball was combed out. Maybe. 
I am kama'aina.

I've seen blue skies through the tears in my eyes
And I realize

I'm going home. I'm going home.

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