september

my marrow smells like autumn – september sank deeply its teeth inside my bones injecting them, like a snake, with the yellow sap of awareness. i’m aware. aware that i’m old and that the forest will soon be flooded with colors replacing the green. isn’t it ironic that a forest is never more colorful than … Continue reading

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serpentine

– Peace be with you! hissed the snake, slithering among the dewy blades of grass. – Peace be with everyone! she answered while gazing at the insidious wafts of its body. – I’ve been searching for you for a long time! continued the reptile. Ever since the sun first rose upon your birth, and even … Continue reading

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