Dec 2020
I wonder if the
leaves fear the autumn
of their youth in the same way
that I fear mine Or if they fall
in confidence shedding dead
weight and faulty fears
they’ve
held
to
all
this
time
leaves fear the autumn
of their youth in the same way
that I fear mine Or if they fall
in confidence shedding dead
weight and faulty fears
they’ve
held
to
all
this
time
on the subject of aging (and the societal pressure put on women to stay forever young)
