http://slow.writerscafe.org/Failing_Autumn The original writings of author No0bix en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102864 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I remember the smell after we lost Frankie,like someone had ironed the wallspressing a crease into the oak finish.You sat with your napkin and a picture of August,adding trees to our gardenwith the power of sunburn.You didn’t mind the stares,you were used to them,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Failing_Autumn/674507/ You sitopposite the mid-morning sunand silenced church bells,already I'm removing my wordslooking out the windowstaring at the gardenwith its two-stack fence and old oak treeyou climb from the edge of our bedand raise your voicethe curtains fold around your angerthey peel back the blades of lightlea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Failing_Autumn/673748/