autumn
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I remember the weight of it all. How frozen I felt, how difficult it was to breathe in as if I- It happened in the fall; the leaves were changing colors. People yearn for companionship in their cozy spaces. They long to be wrapped in the arms of even past lovers as the winter blues
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I feel it in the swing of my step as “Peter” blasts through my headphones. There’s a pep in my walk today, like I’m finally heading somewhere important even though it’s just a small-town café. After a year like this one, I deserve a break. The quiet. The peace. The past year was a test.
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Autumn stood outside Erin’s apartment, her heart racing with anticipation. They were ready this time, determined to embrace whatever might come about from the last encounter. But as they reached for the doorbell, they heard footsteps behind it. The door swung open, and there was Erin, but she wasn’t alone. A tall figure with frizzy
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Autumn stands on the stage and looks down at their friends, trying not to notice everyone else filling the seats. Their friend Mandy signed them up for the Holiday open mic at Silver Creek Café. Their shaky voice begins: “The Christmas Miracle that you wouldn’t imagine would ever come out of the short-haired, non-binary, flannel,
Written Through These Amber Eyes 