Tuesday’s mourning

The bare leaves

the heat upending

fires melting down our lives to ash

waiting to recover our DNA

who knew the dream of trailer park retirement was fraught with danger, a cloak of complacency covering the forests down the five until we were forced to cry Yes, any faith in ‘California dreamin’ has finally died with Paradise burning, the soot covering bare metal like snow, the ash – a choking in-the-know.

We are reduced to less than all our parts-defining moments, memories cherished then charred. What is the take away as they say? You lost everything and have no place else to go. Fire, smoke, gone. Not like drying out after a flood. Picking up, salvaging, repurposing.

ash potassium pit

The Phoenix rising

shedding light

shining in

the distance

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