I am floating in a dream of an urban childhood.
Dancing around memories of a youth that has rooted me
even when I didn't want to be rooted in anything.
A fifteen year reunion is rare.
But the love that filled that house, is not.
I am better for having loved,
the ones I loved,
when I was young.
NYC, October 2009
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