Crunch, crunch, crunch

By Timothy E JonesPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

I walk down the road

Trees begin to drop their leaves

Leaves go crunch, crunch, crunch!

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Timothy E Jones

What is there to say: I live in Philadelphia, but wish I lived somewhere else, anywhere else. I write as a means to escape the harsh realities of the city and share my stories here on Vocal, even if I don't get anything for my efforts.

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