Wednesday, November 17, 2010


This one was inspired by a walk through my neighborhood, and pondering what lives people are living behind their front doors.

Houses that seem
So peaceful on the outside
But who knows the struggles
That burst in these walls?
Who knows if peace
Finds a way to escape
From the people who hide
In these gingerbread houses?
Is peace just their paint-coat-
A front, a facade?

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