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tiny winter poem


Photo_2by Brianna Lea Pruett02 Dec 2013

this is cold

this is a rash, remorse, ice pick,
biggering, getting bigger

this is small tricks, no soul pottery

and before wheels turned

there were these:

small picks ice tricks

a cold rash of remorse

pickled ice
and my warm hands

warmed things
to repair the day