You don’t have to be a snowman
to stand in the snow
patiently
listening
to the howling wind,
endlessly
losing yourself
in the view
while hungry
crows peck
at your carrot nose.
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Author:
Trenz Pruca (
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Comments1
Nicely evocative. I feel lost against the winter blanket. Half nose clocked to the wind and just my coal black eyes surveying the snow drifting, rendering me formless and unseperate.
Lovely read thanks
J
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