Category: Seasons
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Day 2
crisp seed pod warmed in afternoon sun hollow now seeds scattered but one, bursting toward sky
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First snow
A tiny, frozen splash alights under my left eye. What is falling at 6:05 a.m., here, in the dark? Black sky speckled with street lights and white clumps, fumbling onto my face and jacket. I heave in to feel the cold rush enter my nostrils, then throat and chest. It cleanses with a shiver. I…
