again october falls, or rather i, into his crisp thick arms of late, always.
upon the speckled sandpaper sidewalk, we once sat, soaking
his light, the reflection of your leaves in the puddles of your eyes, gray. shallow.
that crumble your lost (too close) childhood under your worn soles
as the leaves we pile on our far truth,
trying ,as the leaves, we fall.
Cathie Jo Vacca is a student anxiously waiting to graduate and travel wherever her capriciousness steals her heart away to; to be consumed into all there is sparkling beneath the twinkling starry heavens.
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