she winters...
growing colder
as nights draw longer
she ice shaves scrape
her nails white & blue
alone in
her crystal room
to ash her hair
at least none dare
to slip beyond
the chill
because here is where
she winters
and winter here
she does still
she winters
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4 responses to “she winters”
You want it, you know it. You’ve got sixty days of 90% humidity to go.
🥵
I’m an autumn child born in the spring. Give me old dead leaves and chill wet winds any day over this crap.
At least AK and YK are mere weeks away.
to all things a season