POETRY poetry

Dusk

Caroline Li

The forest crawls in of and into the darkening horizon

Nostalgia

Caroline Li

twirling autumn leaves futter in and out of sight goodbye my dear friend words with meaning are like scarecrows driving cars fckle and fnite wing away, old bird to vistas far and grand for the good old days your boundless gaze drifts lingers in the golden glens like a frefy

“listen closely stay with me now don’t fall asleep” but I always lose you by the time the story without you seasons still pass I just stop counting

Dreaded socks, Muddy clogs, Twisted lock Just pass me the aux,

“What a day,” to say today, What a day, an average day

Muddled by school, Huddled in plain, You silly ghoul, Puddled by rain.

Rain? In california? Still cant see right through my cornea

Average days, Average pays? No raise?

We’ll see, They say.