12 October 2021
This whiptail poem nearly escaped me - it struck as I entered the Commissary to snag sushi for dinner and leaves whipped across the parking lot as though autumn simply couldn't wait. It was a touch violent!
Thankfully, I got home in time to snag the whiptail, draw it close, and put that little monster on paper. Here you go. Enjoy!
~Meg
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