Dots In The Land where people used to stand now dots in the land one for each soul moved on perhaps to a great beyond voices silenced for good life ending before it should now dots in the land as we reach out our hand trying to hold on to the breath that left you with your death never to come again it’s over before it began they said it wasn’t their fault as they killed you without an assault refusing to give a shit or even to really admit that they were a hypocrite or quite

Article from our November Issue of OpenDoor Magazine. Subscribe to our free, monthly, digital magazine for articles, interviews, author/artists features, and theme poetry from around the world- opendoorpoetrymagazine.com Autumn Leaves and Missed Moments “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall” – F. Scott Fitzgerald We are entering my favorite time of year. And I mean my FAVORITE time of year, especially living in the Northern part of the United States – wh