Snow fossils

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Flickr: Advent

When it snows the world dissolves.

The landscape changes, becomes foreign, sedated. I drive the sleepy streets as if in a dream. Everywhere it is silent. The city empty and alone. Even homes look barren in their snow-covered cocoons. I feel ghostlike, unreal. And yet somehow, despite myself, I find warmth. The icy chill turns me inward, to face my bitter self. Driven toward the fireside, to nestle under covers.

My toes are still cold.

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One Response

  1. oooh I like this one!!

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