I saw you today

For the first time in months

It feels like I haven’t seen you in ages

I used to hope

We stayed apart

Never faltering too close to one another

But as I look into your eyes

I love the sound of the wind rustling the leaves in the trees

The same leaves that in due time turn red and orange and yellow

The same leaves that protect us with food and warmth and air to breathe

I sat at the top

And it felt like it,

I could see everything.

Looking down

It all looked fake,

Like it really 

Crown of Sonnets

As I reflect on days already gone, 

Ones sweet as the cider that I swallowed,

They seem to match the golden hue sipped on,

Fall people are

The silhouette of the man

on the edge of the silhouette of the dock

holding a silhouette of a fishing pole

into a lake

full of pink and blue watercolors

Sirens sound, at 2:00 am. My heart pounds as I look out my apartment window and into the smoke.

I’m four years old and it’s pumpkin season again. 

I’m holding tightly to my best friend’s mittened hand 

and feeling the wind whipping at my face, 

turning the tip of my nose pink, 

tell me I cannot drink the air; 

yet the smoke on the horizon curls like a finger, 

inviting me to taste February in the wind 

and know time is running out 

Mama stands next to me
Her hair golden in the sun
At the farm 
By the pumpkin patch

Every day that year 
I would look up at the sky 
At night it was black and blue 
With white stars 
Glowing bright above 
The Marfa lights 
The streetlights glowed 
Bright and bold

Late at night
Under the comfort of the fall air
I would sit on the roof
Watching the stars in the sky 
As the smell of the different seasons 
Comforts me 
With the same music as all those years ago

Autumn or fall?

It depends on how you look at it;

For some, it is used interchangeably.

For others, "fall", simply because it is easier to spell and quicker to say

But also

Because it is, after all,