A California Heat Wave Poem, or Adjusting to Fall in the Mojave Desert Instead of the Midwest
Some Tongue-in-Cheek Verses From Our Managing Editor
Autumn is my favorite season Or at least, it used to be. For some complicated reasons, Fall is now, sadly, dead to me. Now that I live in the desert There's no September reprieve - I am mourning, even, yes, hurt I miss the changing of the leaves! I haven't noticed one straw maze Or signs for an apple orchard No cider donuts,…
