Session #21: The Relational Human Figure: Long Lost Found

Finding New York

By Shiva Trieu

 

New York, city of lights

Here at last

The lights are blinding

As my eyes adjust I find

inspiration

love

passion

New York, city of hard knocks

Here at last

not made for the faint of heart

As I continue forward I find

Uncertainty

Loneliness

Anxiety

New York, city of art

Here at last

Despite having lost

Home

Friends

Comfort

I want to be here

The city that breeds creators

The city that has been carved out by the greats

The city that is home to those who strive for more than mediocrity

For those things

I will shiver in the cold

I will walk miles each day

I will ignore the rats

For the things i have found and have yet to find

I will put it all on the table

Unafraid

 

 

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