Day 5 – Bridge

Bridge

This city has two faces.

The shadows drape across lofts in Soho that once were factories,

The Empire State Building pierces the sky across the sunset. 

The paint peels in my little room in Brooklyn,

I pile pillows against the window to keep the drafts out at night.

Who am I to try to bridge these lives together.

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