Snowstorm Overdose Naoise Gale It started in Winter, snow on the ground like A muffled high, singular pills swallowed like Falling flakes, taste of rainwater and perfunctory Minerals, then a cupped hand’s worth, snowballs Of smelted ice that pounded the chin and smashed Powdery on the frost-sheathed gravel. Summer Came but the snow didn’t melt, it was a cold Cap atop the nubile grass which should have Sprouted and sprung, should have emerged Regardless. There was a coldness that Thrilled, […] Continue Reading
