Why Can’t We Let Fall Just Be

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There’s a reason for every season.

But it’s not really about us.

Humans.

We’re all about making meaning.

As if the tree needs a biographer.

It doesn’t.

It just is.

But I do.

Demand a reason.

For this season.

So I borrow what’s not mine.

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Fall descends.

Darkness.

Death everywhere.

Inevitable.

No escape.

Even though I try to hide the evidence.

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Have you ever seen

Anything so foolish

As me.*

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*Yes, you are right; this is an oblique reference to Joyce Kilmer’s poem Trees.

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