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,…
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
