my body learns how to be cold just in time for the temperature to rise. the snow from earlier recedes from the sidewalks like hair from the heads of balding men. every dip in the pavement, two cupped hands collecting a puddle.
the day ends in a fury of premature heat. winter is swept away like cobwebs from our attic. every layer of earth sweats and rejects us and the poison it was fed.
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