Over bleached wooden skin

Forest FloorIn silent canyons
mossy drapes-
drawn over bleached
wooden skin-
hush those who
dare intrude

each sentinel
gazes dully
as its once-verdant
children flutter
away to the soft
floor and die.

Author: Andrew Mackay

Writer, sociologist, Unitarian Universalist seminarian (joint MDiv/MSW starting Fall 2020).

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