Good Riddance

So long, 2010. You ferried three dear friends through the grave, each before her time. You made it clear I have no business breathing new life on old fires. You gave and took some spectacular opportunities to and from me, and those I'm close to. Numberless breakups. The world over, more death, distortion, expense, bigotry and violence.

But to me, anyway, you've revealed friendships, truths easy and hard, great art, new love, and so many poems.

So go on, get out of here. You've had your time. Let's see what 2011 holds. And if it makes you look like the Nice One, well… well.