Aspens, maples
golds, crimsons
raked, piled.
BFM
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Saturday, November 8, 2014
One Leg
At twelve, thirteen
I lost the reins
to my happy goat.
Waking I see
I’m the one legged child
unable to keep up.
BFM
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