…but we call it summer. Walked my dogs in this today:
Isn’t it supposed to be summer until the 22nd? And after that it’s supposed to be some season called ‘fall’… but I think that’s just a crazy rumour. Can anyone confirm this?
spent an evening
awkwardly on the
side of the road
waiting in the snow
for a bus to come
and take me somewhere
I didn’t realise
I needed to go
a place which finally
reminds me of home
melt snow in the lungs
some self-imposed non-drowning
set out for breakfast
entrancing palm lines
voices silent under snow
relaxed symmetry