| DEAR GARDENER |

Oh these piles and piles
of leaves crawling into
each other, dry. In the
shape of a community
in brittle-soft distress,
decomposition into
beauty into nests into
dust into ash. This is
the pause of nature,
this is the breath of
life. This is a portrait
of you looking into
yourself.

sam roderick roxas-chua
9.20.2012