Leaves, the leaves

those leaves…

 

thick crispness

on the earth’s head

a crinkle of a hat

delicious to the feet

 

our noses full of sweet death

we drink its wine

we toast the sun reaching past branches

in hallelujah

 

a joyful wake.

Eve Castle writes short stories and poetry and has been published in Illya’s Honey, Barbaric Yawp, Gravel Magazine and Bright Stars, An Organic Tanka Anthology.  She’s a member of Gabe’s Poets, a Dallas-based poets group.  Find more @Eve_Castle

 

 

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August 2018

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