Holiday Leftovers by Diane Webster

Jack o’ lanterns finally tired enough to lie down within their own smiling selves like the inflatable Santas and snowmen of Christmas -- an airless heap like crayons melted under another August sun while discarded beer cans roll around in just-got-married emptiness in confetti littered gutter swept circular clean by street sweeper clouded over by holiday leftovers.

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