The oak tree, black with wet, leers over the neighbor’s fence, and from its skeleton, the last buds of spring transformed to sodden ochre paper.
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The oak tree, black with wet, leers over the neighbor’s fence, and from its skeleton, the last buds of spring transformed to sodden ochre paper.
Read more Slices of Life here, then write your own!
Jennifer Brinkmeyer 
Love your phrases – “from its skeleton” and “sodden ochre paper.”
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