Autumn breathes on my face from afar — so fresh! — stirring every unique nerve ending to sudden, electric life. As if my mother’s cool hand rested gently on my arm, I’m startled awake. And out from the ashes of languid, summer days, my heart rises up and up, spiralling higher, higher, and higher still, feathered and beating…Read more …That Thing with Wings
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Nature’s Marked
The tree outside my window is mottled with rot, its green and yellow leaves so lush and vibrant with life now show brittle, brownish black; Nature's marked suicidal, burning holes in her own beauty, wielding rays of sunlight like cigarettes and crying spent leaves like shivering tears dropping, dropping: {disappear} Winter's coming and she's no…Read more Nature’s Marked
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my favorite time of year is Autumn -- not for the leaves {undulating flames} but for the Air: electric, crackling with the negative charge of storms to come until my lazy lungs open and my body hums. I love it for the incomparable clarity of breath ~ [empty], and the tingle in my skin that…Read more Energy
