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Kate Mereand
autumn has grabbed hold of leaves and pushed its way into veins
altering my perceptions of the small things
inside me.
i posted poems and gathered words like raked leaves
falling short
under brittle tines
pinned to blackened earth.
i said good bye and forged hellos
out of sodden tinker toys
and wondered where i was going.
i wonder still.
copyright/all right reserved Audrey Howitt 2013
