Soil liquified under the deluge of three days
Grand old trees litter the landscape, top-heavy
Pulled down by the weight laid upon them
Ground to dust and leaving gaping holes
I really hope, against all hope
That they are not metaphors
April 10, 2024
From “Toppled” by Anonymous
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