“Is it wrong of me to wish for that chill ?
that horrible wind that blows past skin and heads straight to the bones, turning them to ice, turning eyes to glass, and hearts to meditative melancholy? ~
For it appears winter has tarried too long already.
For my soul finds more rest in the midst of white and grey.”
By Sandra C. Obiora 2016
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