Day 6

In Missouri, fall is green, at least until it’s not and it turns from lush foliage to dry remains. Look up in a week or two and see the dead leaves fall in one big whomp, thus the name of the season–Fall.

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Author of the poetry collection The Tethered Ground and Professor of English at Missouri State University. Contact me for readings or for workshops on writing/publishing and on teaching writing online.

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