Thanksgiving creeps up
fast, like a turkey farmer
wielding a sharp axe.
November
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Thanksgiving creeps up
fast, like a turkey farmer
wielding a sharp axe.
Thanksgiving creeps up
fast, like a turkey farmer
wielding a sharp axe.
Hadn’t realized the
thermostat had to be set.
Freezing at 60.
Late night imparts great
wisdom to ideas which seem
silly in daylight.
Brought in the ficus
tree. Fallen leaves fly about.
Wind whispers, “snowfall.”