Every Year
October comes, and I am so surprised.
By the cold, by the leaves,
by my warm cooking and cold toes,
my windshield fogging up every morning,
and orange. All over, everywhere.
10/1/2019
October comes, and I am so surprised.
By the cold, by the leaves,
by my warm cooking and cold toes,
my windshield fogging up every morning,
and orange. All over, everywhere.
10/1/2019