The Umville Weekly
poetry, essays, humor, & other writing
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Riddle
image: Tina Urso McDaniel 2017
I am rolling
through the field,
forest, down
the mountain.
At what point
do I begin
to fall & become
something else?
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