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Silhouette

  Silhouette   H. W. Bryce   Prpl mini Dec 29,22 – Feb 2, 23   Standing slouched, a silhouette of dejection, Head bowed, unmoving, for hours, Her sack of meager belonging dangling at her feet. The door is locked, … Continue reading

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22nd Street

  22nd STREET   H. W. Bryce Waiting for the 22nd Street bus, I stood standing at the clifflike hillside on the escarpment one twilight eve, purveying all down below:   City lights spread out below, shining bright, Shimmering, twinkling, … Continue reading

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