Crippled leaves rub
against each other,

cracked bows on rusted
strings that sing into the falling

moonlight. Their song
vibrates on the wind

filled with fireflies
but is quickly stilled

by night’s chill
that distills the air

of the leaves’now
silent symphony.

-Carl Colvin

Carl Colvin is a writer originally from Chicago, Illinois and is now residing in the Cincinnati, Ohio area.

Carl primarily writes poetry and short fiction. His work can be found in Tuck Magazine, Z Publishing’s “Illinois’s Best Emerging Poets” and “America’s Best Emerging Poets,” and the Valparaiso Fiction Review.