The space that once showcased the LGBT mural of love
now boarded over. Not a clean, clear canvas. A board. Sad. Very.
And below the opposite -- a close-to full moon illuminating
San Francisco.
Grateful for memory. Hopeful the mural will be re-created.
Grateful for each turn of the moon. Grateful for last night's
Thanksgiving dinner with friends.
Hopeful for the next poem to appear.
