Thanksgiving Day, 2015

Thanksgiving

Poem

 

Today I was walking down the street with the
Smell of fall in the air and the
Crunch of leaves beneath my feet and I
Couldn’t help but think of how this walk would
Be better if it included a
Cup of hot cider set to
A Dave Brubeck standard
My gloved hand reaching
Out for yours

 

more by KRISTEN GREEN

photograph by Artur Rutkowski

 

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