Talia Meadows created with Midjourney 6.1
Slanted sunlight impales red-brown maple leaves
as those dead summers crunch under my careful steps.
Your icy breath nibbles my bare skin
as my tongue remembers your tears.
Between bare trees, wood smoke curls a portrait of you.
About the Creator
Carla Paton
Author of "The Memory Trigger:365 Flash Memoir Writing Prompts Designed to Unlock the Stories You Forgot You Had." Writing daily on Rapid Reads Press.
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