Tag: Equinox
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Descent
Another equinox descends;we’re still waiting for the rain. I look around my neighborhood;life is dwindling to nothingbut abandonment and despair. Autumn winds blowing trash on my lawn.Smoke and ash paint the season. I can hear the echoes of disagreementsfading beyond the barking dogs.The street lights no longer turn on. Every dawn looks like the dusk.The […]
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Get Away
Spring rolled through like bruised apples; the house still smells like Winter. Somewhere is a missed opportunity. Summer is turning into hot pumpkin lattes. No one gives a cent because someone is hoarding coins—yadda, yadda, yadda, dum-dum diddy. We lost our getaway, our annual moment of jubilee.
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Cabin Fever
Broken days causing the loss of time—our money gone along with our peace of mind. We will sell our souls to go outside.
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Brightest Day
Monday morning and early, I rise approaching the brightest day. I long for the Summer Solstice and the sunlight in my eyes.
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