*from a workshop I did with Desiree Dallagiacomo
snow comforts
encompassing white and blue sky
arms taut in my jacket
this is what it feels like to be surrounded and alone
i wasn't scared
did not fear the white
longed to touch the blue
my arms don't move
my voice has no use
just time and snow cold
tall to protect
tall to guard
like my mother guards
she'll be back soon
i know this
I'm not scared
snow shields
the wind blows swirls
on my face and my feet
keeps company as I wait
white and blue smile
high
feels like hugs
we should hug
she is warm
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