Below the snow
we stay warm
and cozy away
of falling limbs.
Silent at bay
we gape as
shadows drift
ghosts above us.
The snow melts
and we awake
cold and wet
like all the rest.
essays, poems, cartoons – since 2007
Below the snow
we stay warm
and cozy away
of falling limbs.
Silent at bay
we gape as
shadows drift
ghosts above us.
The snow melts
and we awake
cold and wet
like all the rest.