a sense of snow

Posted on November 24, 2015 by

..

we didn’t know
it was the last kiss,
just that the sky
was turning
to slate and steel,
churning in its own
darkening skin.

 

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2 Responses to a sense of snow

  2. ihatepoetry says:
    November 25, 2015 at 4:02 pm

    Such foreboding. Excellent! Happy Thanksgiving.

    Reply

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