late in the afternoon, I walk down an empty street when, at my feet, a russet leaf drops – and so does the wind. Like me, it settles into its October stillness, tired and sober, fading into twilight, slipping on the night. Kim M. Russell, 19th October 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real […]
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