i've lived to see another fall.

histamine hickeys and weather on

my car—

those lost to summer frozen in time

until next solstice bares her

teeth to remind me.

i can't breathe through my nostrils yet i feel more

alive than i ever have.

one blink and she's gone but i wish she would stay.

let me take her heavy coat and leave her boots at my door.

run her runic fingers through my hair and let the chill embrace me for just

three months more.

good things never last.

even autumn burns away.