Its school
time again.

Not like
before.

It sometimes
feels like it's 10
years ago
but it's not.

I'm older.
Not wiser
necessarily,
older,
and I'm
in between
the ages
of the school-
age children
and the adults
who have
already molted
3-4 times
already.

It's been
snowing for the
past few days
Portland
wasn't supposed
to be like this.

Rainy,
glum, maybe
but not snowy.

I often ponder
whether or
not this form
of communi-
cation is effective
or if people would
prefer a longer sentence like this hidden one
a bolder statement
of intentions.

I wonder If
we'll still
be alive
this time next
year.

The beginning
is the perfect
place to
die.

To new
beginnings!