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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Cailín Frankland


 

veterans day

there is an ending in the air.
something borrowed, left unreturned
and then forgotten; the breeze wants it back now,
has given summer enough grace. leaves crunch
under my work boots, shudder on balding branches
as the pavement calls them home. light street is
a setting sun: going, going, gone.