The Unreal Me

This is not my real life.

POETRY DRAFT: Ice on the snow

Posted on January 6, 2010

Tonight there is ice on the snow a brittle, colder layer of extra winter lain atop the driveway drifts so no more snowball fun or holiday scene just clear January reality, harsh and transparent like a new diet. So box up the tinsel, resolve to wait for theĀ  sunshine to spring, the eventual melt then [...]


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