May 2017
I saw a
fallen leaf
from a
half-forgotten wound
hiding in the grass.
It laughed.
because the tears were gone.
So what was there to do
but laugh.
fallen leaf
from a
half-forgotten wound
hiding in the grass.
It laughed.
because the tears were gone.
So what was there to do
but laugh.
(19/M/Middletown, CT)
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