Saturday, September 3, 2016


My busy day paused,
gassing up the car,
I waited as the gallons flowed
and clicked to a stop,

and ready to go,
I slowly drove
toward the busy street

when the sudden crush
of limb and leaf,
held me on the edge ­—

how a dying tree’s 
green embrace
cradled me
in my shattered car,

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