April is the [your poem here] month

Disastrous as it was, it happened in April

Insignificant as it seems, I saw it in April. Cool

As she always is, I met her in April; fun

As it is each time, this time it was done

In April; breathtaking as it appears in the mornings

This morning was a morning in April. Myth-making

Sense-waking voice-breaking choice taking

Tree-shaking leaf-raking only happens when every

Branch gifts a leaf in the pages of poetry that

Pile at your feet that you scatter with your

Pen in the verse-shattered sheet that is April.


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