Showing posts with label smell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label smell. Show all posts

Monday, September 23, 2013

Deliberate weather.

And enters fall
with its pumpkins and 
         cinnamon coffee
trickling leaves 
     and cold noses
                Sweaters and (white) roses
rain and proses.

There it is.
I smell my mother's bread.

-a.