death

Autumn

Autumn

I will nurse this autumn carefully, treat its brittleness gently, smooth its crumbling edges, its weeping afternoons. I will rise early and go to it, wrap it in a soft…Read more
Ripe Fruit

Ripe Fruit

When the ripe fruit falls its sweetness distills and trickles away into the veins of the earth. When fulfilled people die the essential oil of their experience enters the veins…Read more
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