Dorian Dorey Rhodes

“October creeps into the room
through faint grey light
that stopped dancing on the windowsill
since July left.

Being haunted by silence
makes the air grow weary
and faintly colder.

I hear the noise of people
walking in solitude,
thinking to themselves about others—
sitting alone in between their steps.

Company of ghosts on lonely eves,
threading through the rustling of leaves.
I can write down what haunts me,
yet I cannot read the ones who do.

October.”
― Laura Chouette

“Reading is a dangerous sport, never more so than when we turn the page and find ourselves there among the lines. Blunt Instruments, by Joshua Semple”
― Mark Lawrence, The Book That Broke the World

“We will not get to peace through mutual antagonism. We will only get there through mutual respect.”
― Laurence Overmire

“AUTUMN NIGHTS

A crispy, cozy night on my wooden porch,
Rustling leaves under my feet,
Pinecones and pumpkin lights everywhere,
A soft wool blanket in my chair,
The smell of warm apple spiced candles,
What a delight!
I'm really falling for this October night.”
― Charmaine J Forde