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Allure

Allure


on the corner a tree catches fire        blazes autumn

a drop        of orange        paint    


the wind whips a crack

corrals me inside        but not before i

catch sight        of the tree ablaze


before winter comes        before snow falls

the fire must die


what is left        the leaves        the embers

burn               until


the wind whips a crack

on the corner i watch the leaves


leave the corner

leave the tree

in such a rush


skip through the street

more determined to go nowhere than i

Red Leaves

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320 E Beaver Ave Apt 515 State College, PA 16801

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