talisman.

october,

i want to

pick

you up

by your

crisp

russet

edges,

inhaling

your heady

fragrance

of mould

and

decay,

and

tuck

you

into

the breast pocket

of my coat, within

beating

distance

of my

heart,

a reminder

of how

to

let

go.

— talisman.

© Liezel Graham 2018.

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