Pocket Fiction


Published September 23, 2018 in Ophelia - 0 Comments


When the leaves turned,

her heart turned.

Especially when she was playing

in the maple trees.

Climbing up,

sitting on a branch about two thirds up,

Maybe 50 feet.

Sweet sap,

bring it to a boil.

Manganese, zinc

Bloody knees, she had some wine

and slipped off the porch.

Magnesium, and calcium,

makes the heart grow fonder

Potassium, her heart skipped a beat.

And there he was,

A gentleman in the woods.Fall

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