The Sky Opens Up,

Meeting The City again;

It’s old friend, for a new when

The People rise,

Lost and Found

They look unbound as they race across

The City

Like meteorites

Flashing through space;

Faces made of iron, gleaming in the light,

Racing past giants

Like Mercury before the one,

They are all stars, as much as they are stardust;

The sky is their biggest fan

Watching them
Studying them
Loving them

Through infinity, in the blink of an eye.

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Author: J.T.

I'm a writer, editor, and photographer with a passion for community development en Los Angeles. While my editing work covers a range of different subjects, my writing focuses primarily on social welfare in the city, including education at L.A.'s public middle and high schools, public transportation planning and efficacy, housing and small business policy, as well as voting turnout for local elections and policy. My photography is similarly city-based, focusing mostly on what makes Los Angeles home to so many working-class people from all across the U.S.A. and throughout the world. Enjoy.

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