Ocean worn timbers
braced for October storms and
surging tides of sand
by Scooj
Ocean worn timbers
braced for October storms and
surging tides of sand
by Scooj
Aimless wandering
surprising discoveries
around each corner
by Scooj
In loft apartments,
a gift from former tenants;
perfect hexagons
by Scooj
Stinking death and rot,
by association you
haven’t got a chance
by Scooj
Does Autumn have an
Autumn and if so what is
Autumn’s Autumn called?
by Scooj
In the Autumn shade
a young couple share kisses;
in oblivion.
by Scooj
In a hundred years
will we be thought of as the
thieves of their future?
Scooj
A guilty pleasure
that shortens one’s life
serves to enrich it.
by Scooj
On days like this one
mortals are elevated
to the height of Gods.
by Scooj
Summer’s last hurrah
new leaves unfurl, unprepared
for September’s chill.
by Scooj