“To the few who love me and whom I love – to those who feel rather than to those who think – to the dreamers and those who put faith in dreams as in the only realities.”

Edgar Allan Poe




Fall touches your face
with a crisp autumn breeze
and says, hold on, darling child,
look at how the autumn leaves
turn into shades of orange
in the sunlight.
It’s how the world reminds you
that like the sun,
you have every right
to burn just as bright.
Fall holds a special kind of magic
that comes with children getting excited
for pumpkin harvest,
or those cups of hot chocolate
dashed with sprinkles
of cinnamon and nutmeg.
Fall litters golden leaves
on the sidewalk for your feet,
reminding you that
like the goddess
you are home.
Fall welcomes you in its arms and tells you,
change is a part of us all, darling.
Don’t be afraid to let it in.
Sometimes the world dies
before the magic begins.
Fall takes the summertime away,
it kills everything it holds dear.
Yet, fall reassures you that
even as your colors change,
you’ll be fine the following year.


Cariza is a writer based in Washington, DC. If drinking coffee and writing sad poetry were a personality, it'd be her.