
Leaves fall, a breeze blows.
The transition to Autumn
is easy this year.
One reason for that
is this Victorian town:
a beauty in fall.
I find most solace
from the warmth of another;
close on those cold days.


Leaves fall, a breeze blows.
The transition to Autumn
is easy this year.
One reason for that
is this Victorian town:
a beauty in fall.
I find most solace
from the warmth of another;
close on those cold days.

Spent too much money
At Union Square Green Market
to cheer myself up.
November 2nd
made true with apple cider
and a fresh made pie.
Nearby a band played.
For a second I re-fell
in love with New York.

On the fire escape
the rain soaked through our t-shirts.
There was a new wind.
The wind continued
through the night, and that morning
it seemed fall was here.
I cut my own hair,
to change like the season did.
but it’s uneven.

Morning walk to school
tired and stressed but happy
that sun was shining
Notice pidge standing on lower branch.
XOLily
A frozen city
is a hazardous city,
an ice rink of death.
The eerie Melting Snowmen art installation by the Flatiron.
XOLily