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Where we watched the salmon play

January 11th, 2014 | Posted by Carey Fuller in Poetry - (0 Comments)
Duwamish in Tukwila

    Walked by the river And saw your face Here, right here I put my feet in the same place You once stood   How high the water is today Emerald swirls against a misty grey Sky This is where you brought us Where we watched the salmon play   I thought I heard …
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In Memoriam Of My Mother

December 30th, 2013 | Posted by Carey Fuller in Poetry | Uncategorized - (1 Comments)
Holding Mom's hand

  Death does strange things to the minds of survivors sometimes. Every time I pass by my mother’s room, it feels like she’s still here and will walk in at any moment. Even when I sat by her bedside and watched her take her final breath, my brain thought I saw her still breathing while …
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Reality versus false hope

December 22nd, 2013 | Posted by Carey Fuller in Homelessness - (2 Comments)
no positions available sign

“Keep your head up!” “Trust in God and things will get better for you!” “You just gotta hang in there until things get better, don’t give up!” As a homeless person, sayings like these are like nails on a chalkboard, especially if you’ve been homeless for long periods of time while trying to keep a …
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worn bible with crown of thorns

Woke up to a wet snowy morning out here in the Pacific Northwest and while staring at the ground for a few minutes, the first thing I wondered about was how many homeless around here got stuck outside in it during the night. I got about a handful of assorted warmers left but thanks to …
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When stupid people speak

December 19th, 2013 | Posted by Carey Fuller in Homelessness - (0 Comments)

When stupid people speak, all I hear is incoherency: muah muah mwa mwah, muh mwah mwa muah. After yesterday’s blog made its rounds, what I expected to happen, happened exactly as I thought it would. People were quick to throw around accusations and coddle their judgmental leanings so no surprises there. Their rhetoric is tired …
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    I have a confession to make; there are days where I can’t stand what I do. It’s not the work in itself; it’s the dealing with mind boggling assholes who actually think their idiotic comments about poor people should be taken seriously. Even more aggravating is the dumbass tactics cities and police departments …
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  An aunt of mine asked me something I get asked a lot and that is whether or not I see more people of color out here than I do white folks. I’ve also been asked by others if I think racism plays a part on who gets help. Since I can only speak from …
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        Ever notice how the poor are suddenly the focus of more attention around the holidays? What about the rest of the year? Does Christian charity only happen on Christmas and what about the atheists? Does not having a belief system make them any less caring than those who do? Does your …
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A poem for today…..

October 25th, 2013 | Posted by Carey Fuller in Homelessness - (0 Comments)

      The Other Day   Seems like everywhere I look Tough times are getting tougher And mean keeps getting meaner Maybe it doesn’t want to be But does it anyway   They told me they found Pops Frozen on the ground the other day He didn’t have anywhere to go except Under a …
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The courage to help

September 14th, 2013 | Posted by Carey Fuller in Homelessness - (3 Comments)
Me and Andy

    This….is my friend Andy. Sitting here writing this feels surreal because at no time did I ever did I think this guy would be the key to ending our homelessness. Why? Because I would’ve never met Andy if it hadn’t been for Twitter and Mark Horvath and let’s keep it real….out of all the …
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