my forest concrete
slabs winding wires swing high
moon down we whisper
urbanness
words less spoken
Gen X’er chronicles the art form of living in the Angelino metropolitan environment through poetry, creative writing, art, photography, and culture.
my forest concrete
slabs winding wires swing high
moon down we whisper
Venice?
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The very one 😊
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Ding ding ding! Though to be fair I live there, lol
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Awesome another LA neighbor thanks for reading 😊
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Nice little LA haiku but is that boat in water?
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Lol it’s a ship play structure for kids at Venice Beach
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Beautiful, Marisela!
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thnak you, Susi xo
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You’re welcome! ❤
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