Monday, October 23, 2023

Trees blaze above our harvest feast, a bustling array, glowing in the pale light of the cool half-moon.

A chill whispers through arching branches, stripped to the bark, proud and brazen, outside our twinkling windows.

Our hands squeezed into a gentle knot, glimmers of green poke at the warming blue sky, leaning in toward the sun’s pursed lips.

Laughter rustles under umbrellas raised against rain and heat, our bare toes toppling toadstools growing among thick roots.

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a ritual to start the work week