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Microfiction Corner: “The Fall of Civilization”

In Minnesota, it rains leaves. 

There is a question that, I reckon, has circulated smoke-filled dorm rooms for years. Nowadays, it’s too cliche to utter: “If a tree falls in the forest, and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?” We can ask the same question about the leaves. When we’ve all left, and we may be leaving soon, will the trees still sprinkle the ground with beauty? They will. 

We need the trees to live, but the trees do not need us.