Serenade the Split

francisjohann

Leaves are just leaves

until he falls asleep.

With closed eyes,

he finds a songstress

serenading the split

between mind and body,

like cracked leaves

cascading

down

on

wet

soil.

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I love ancient things like books, records, & typewriters. Kidding aside, you’ll find me typing away on my laptop while listening to essential 90s music. I’m a poet, essayist, aspiring novelist, and an MFA Creative Writing degree from Mount Saint Mary’s University.

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