The world waits for it,
when it falls, a single leaf
heals something in us.
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Natasha Collazo
Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026
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By Natasha CollazoExclusive • about a year ago
A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Lovely haiku, Natasha! I truly wait for the colourful leaves in autumn. It's the time that most inspires me and makes me think more. I think your thought of healing is right.