fôl (fall)
fôl (fall)
Ink on wooden panel
9in x 12in
Cold air reaches for my neck
My spine is next
Why does this happen?
I am perplexed
When will I learn
And not forget
To leave the house in fall
Without a damn jacket.
- Emily Minor
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