After the Fall

After the Fall

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    A single oak leaf, caught at the moment it has nothing left to prove. The green is long gone; what remains is rust and cinnamon and the fine lacework of veins holding their shape against a soft, pale sky. After the Fall studies a leaf the way most of us never pause to, finding unexpected beauty in the worn, the spent, the let-go.


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