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Before a cherry rots,
she breaks down her sugar,
darkens and sweetens her juice.

In autumn,
the leaves’ last living songs scream fire,

To read the rest of the poem, please see https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/. I wrote it as part of the Tupelo Press and Teen Creative Writing Center fundraiser. I hope you decide to sponsor my work. Every little bit helps! 🙂