toes dipped
in the aftermath
standing water on sidewalks
dotted by rain
nature’s sheet music played out
in ripples
heart scattered
like broken tree branches
forgotten on front lawns
while sparrows scramble
to find shelter
I stick my fingers in the wound
turn and fall
somewhere the wind picks up
and I am gone
~
Leigh-Ann Fraser
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