autumn [poetry & video]


the fire recedes from the sky and we know it’s autumn

four months of autumn and eight months of summer

that’s what we get now

in texas

i relish these months when dusty coats can find their place in circulation again

and you can see your breath:

making each exhalation

a visual affirmation

that you are alive

I write this poem every year

a love poem to autumn

in the hopes that she might stick around a little longer this time

it’s an exercise in diminishing returns

because the sun won’t be happy until it swallows the world

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