grandma’s quilt
all the worn holes
in autumn leaves
morning chill
the door’s squeak played
by the breeze
midday sun
a pond turtle breaks
the surface
old fishing pond
the steady bite
of horseflies
grandma’s quilt
all the worn holes
in autumn leaves
morning chill
the door’s squeak played
by the breeze
midday sun
a pond turtle breaks
the surface
old fishing pond
the steady bite
of horseflies