This City

To walk this city
at my pace
I see me.
I am glorious blue, and polluted gray, shades among.
I am determined and loud, lost and exactly in place, silent and moving,
constantly moving.
I belong and I don’t.  Who knew?
It knew.  This city knew.
 
This Bridge
This is China
Baggage
This View
Inside
This Piece
These People
These Walks
Delivery
Those Birds
Hello
Old and New
Unknown
Cameras

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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thesimpleadventure

I started this blog in 2010 as we prepared to move to Shenyang China. Since coming back to the US in 2015, my writing has been less consistent. Trying to find a voice here...

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