Tuesday, December 08, 2015

2015 in Review

Storm runoff fountains from manholes—
wind throws fists of water against my window.
I remember a smoke-filled sky.

A torrent rushes past in the gutter where
crisp dry leaves blew on a hot breeze.
My lawn gleams, a sheet of standing water.

The rosebush is still blooming.

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