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the sight as the sun fell

December 6, 2019
By hbanaszak SILVER, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
hbanaszak SILVER, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
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the bed of pine needles are

bunny fur soft

burrowing little claws into my toes.

the shadows of a tree

stands tall and intimidating,

and it consumes the sun behind,

holding the decaying moon

higher.


as the horizon ate the sun,

the winter wrens strut and swept,

their feathers 

soft

in the orange sky.

the frigid air

hollows my breath,

a plume of smoke leaves me

like the delicate 

and simple

shed of needles



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