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the silencing properties of snow ice flat serves the black skin smooth gliding, sailing on masses roaming a warming sea. snow tacked to orange feet toddle, hopping, flopping in an clear ocean heaving thick tides. when we make land i will build a fire for us with hands bare to the arctic blasts that slow, and lay flat on this ground, recall childhood and the silencing properties of snow. home alone in a fort i called igloo, in a tight gray and black parka, a hopping bird reveled microscopic jewels gleaming. wind-tossed, the dry crystals glimmer amid a sun bluster, peer in, as if they could crack the air -- the swirling divide, a tempest of white. found with my angels, above the sky howls, a bellow from behind the heavy door, come eat soup and crackers, drink cocoa. 9.8.20 6.24.21 edit to fix "'blustered sun' peering" to "'sun bluster' peered" 33 lines, for nothing in particular, just in case. Title borrowed from a line and episode of Atypical. It imagines me imagining me a penguin in childhood. sorry to give it away. |
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