“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” ― Jack Kerouac
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Autumn Romance
You’re sitting in your apartment, on your freshly cleaned sheets, with pumpkin candles burning, and an old book that’s new to you in your hands. It’s just warm enough that you can...
Japanese Maple
Your death, near now, is of an easy sort. So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Breath growing short Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain Of energy, but thought...
October
The green elm with the one great bough of gold Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, – The short hill grass, the mushrooms small milk-white, Harebell and scabious and...
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