I left the confines of
NYC after
living there for 32 some
odd years. I had
loved her and
held her and was eventually left
empty by her. She is the resplendent
whore who is adorned with all the
riches of the
world but is riddled thru and thru with a petulant
disease that
infects all her true
lovers.
How did I
leave? I left on a
plane with a
friend, a
cat, some
clothes and a
laptop. I left
New York to live in a
city I never set foot in on a
coast I had never seen. The sun followed me
east to
west , setting over an
ocean I was a
stranger to.
How did I
leave? I left
alive. Barely.
I live in
Portland Oregon now. I have not been
back to
New York in nearly 4 years. In all my
life I have never been away from
New York this long. I hope someday to take my wife and kids there to show them the
city that
raised me,
educated me, then tried to
kill me.