Fall This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   FallBrown leaves drifting nowhereColors spin roadbedsWith mosaic songsWhispered by the sunSummer's end brings richharvest to the shy earthThe golden crops cry outAlong the furrowsBegging to be harvestedOnly blindly could youWalk through fall Unawareby Katie Buchda, Phoenix, AZ


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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