Glenda Bailey-Mershon
Rolling through the rich, black soil that feeds animals, and people, and cars,
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we saw the slow release of color to leaves,
crows the size of dogs,
burnished gold
enough to make one giddy with color, besotted, prone to vanish
into the maze.
Try it, see if you can resist the prairie in October.
