Apples – Lyubomir Nikolov
March 13, 2012, 7:24 am
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The apples have fallen and rot in the yard.
And you aren’t here.
Otherwise, everything else goes on as before.
The cricket creaks in the dry grass.
The window pane is shattered.
The stone has fallen by the bed.
Shards of glass cover the pillow.

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