The Other Winter

One day I’ll have to leave
your house & venture
into blizzard–

love, we found each other
frozen in a field
of withered stalks

& each embrace since
has used up precious warmth.

We warm ourselves
& hold on tight
for the other winter to strike,

the day our thawing hearts
will freeze again.


(originally published in Eunoia Review, Winter 2020)

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