#36

Wrote this in my Geology class today. New science words I learn always end up in poems.

#36

my low albedo:

light spikes into me and stays,

turning my heart black.

#35

the moon is so big

you can see its eyelid, &

cheshire cat smile.

#34

dead leaves yet on trees:

dry carapaces to shed...

winter's really here.

I have been slacking lately, sorry.