November 13, 2016










the raspberry canes lie
on the dry ground,
the energetic clamor of August
that drove their bearing
now withered against
the inexorable coming of October,
and its golden insistence that all labors
yield to irrelevance

an ultimate equality,
this inability to escape gravity–
assurance that all dust
returns to dust

the universality itself bearing witness
that all ground is holy

November 13, 2016
November 13, 2016

Melissa Y.

(Emerita) is a native of Utah and lives in Mapleton with her husband and four children. She currently teaches English at BYU's English Language Center (for non-native speakers learning English) and also works with Project Read, which focuses on adult illiteracy.