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9.29.19

Pylons, The honeybees of a developing city Over flowerbeds and bike racks Making way for city plots and Parking lots, and 40 storeys–   Tales tales Which wake us in the Early morning Cracked concrete and reversal beeps.   Playgrounds removed And replaced, Children displaced, Our rent rising As old homes fall. Advertisements

5.13.19

I found $100 today. That’s the most I’ve ever found. I also saw my brother, Kevin, as the streetcar pulled into St Clair Station. I was thinking about him a stop before the station. I heard he had a daughter. What was she like? She should be four now. They say brothers of brothers have…