Personal Essay

Cover of Planet of the and dog....

As I walked under trees.
As my dog was with me.
As my father had died.
As Fall had come without him.
I said, “insufficiencies of the living.”
I said, “living…”
I was alive in an orchard.
The apples, golden,
Were suspended
Like the nothing
From which they grew.

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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