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winter thought

 Just Below Zero written Feb 6, 2022 a thaw is an illusion no, it's evidence of time the thing we call (it never comes) a few  shifting snows boots full of slush (no gratitude for the ride home) i think of my heart and feel it twinge a little in my mid-life  chest sitting up alert to being thought of momentarily dissolves into the cooling numb soles of feet always the words escape the dreams no longer cute -- or dreamy watch it over and over again I don't want to write this but a written word is not a reality -- only a snapshot of frost before the inevitable: a thaw is an illustration no it's a live wire hanging from the storm-bent tree neighbour's stupid contractor  attempts detachment and crushes a railing, some stairs convinced of his ability (soles of feet cooling words coming out in the wrong order). fear tactics thaw the gills hidden behind that emboldened heart remember when we were.... remember the water?.... remember us?..... says the slush in my boots. Lucy Ru