Category Archives: snow

speculation

you can’t drink whisky outdoors when snow hovers over the ground and ice is what trickles from your nose in self-defense and breath is fire that you inhale through a hard wool scarf and fingers exposed turn raw red then … Continue reading

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funnel

wind fired snow veered at him relentless out of the overlap of the cones of light cast forward by the headlights hypnotic demonic his fingers gripped the steering wheel willing the car to stay on the virtually invisible country road … Continue reading

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Adeline

The drive along the South Branch Road was dicey the sky was gone the sun had long since set and snowbanks at the edge were grey and icy the woods were black as ink you can’t forget The letter told … Continue reading

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