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November Left Me With fewer leaves in the trees. temperatures that freeze. the gratitude of Thanksgiving. a variety of leftovers. ...

 Questions The questions weigh me down. Who can be trusted and who can't be? What can I see and what can't I see? Will I return to...

The Answer The answer to the question, "Who are we?" floats like a watery reflection. Sometimes solid, ot...

Left Hanging So many questions in the air. Can't find the answers anywhere. Not in the sun or the stars or the moon. ...

We Never Know The flower broke. For days, it endured the hot sun, the whipping wind, the beating rain. Today, the flowe...