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in the grip
3:56am, sweatered on the couch with the green blanket tucked around my legs. I can’t see them, but I am aware physically and psychologically that I have good, warm slippers on my feet, and that they are a deep, warm pink. In a moment I will pull the reliable stapler out of my purse, turn […]
Sun
This morning’s coffee is warm and it tastes like sunlight. Arctic air outside blows chimney exhaust north over the rooftops, the morning sun breathes it golden. March after a months of white skies filled with snowflakes is air that can freeze your nostrils together lit by sun that wakes your roots. I’m in love with […]
Inside Winter
It’s the kind of snow there’s a constant More of. The plows and trucks and blowers, out all night long are still going strong at 10am. Cars slide gently sideways to stop signs. Kids and grown-ups both are thoroughly snow-suited, booted, winter-gloved and touqued as they kick & trudge through piled white, falling white, blowing […]