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Yelling at Clouds's avatar

You’re the wild grass seed that was carried by the wind and you landed in the place where all things grow tall. You’re the salmon that swam to the ocean and became a whale. Your place of birth stayed the same, but you grew to big to fit there anymore. You can’t be the boy they need you to remain. You are now the Coeur d’Alene voice in the great dream of the city. Your voice is larger than ever before because you speak for many to the many more. And what a beautiful voice it is.

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This is purely WONDERFUL. I too grew up in Spokane and found it a cruel and empty space and spent my teen years dreaming myself into brighter lands. You have captured its spirit poignantly. Although I matched the color of the pallid city, I lacked the appropriate complacency. So much cruelty--as a child I couldn't name it, only in leaving for the East Coast at 17 did I learn the vocabulary of Spokane's special despair.Your reference to Baldwin is eloquent. I am so glad you survived Spokane and have used your gifts of heart and language to transmute your experiences into precious elements.

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