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Snow at Solstice
We are snug blanketed under a layer, thick and soft
the wreck of the garden beautified by it
the rooves insulated
gate iron curlicued
thickened in outline
a stuttering blurred underlining
snow font.
Walking and feeling the tense squeak
unfamiliar gait to ache our thighs
we are un-gendered,
muffled, pillowed
crack of face, eyes skenning
comfort o...
Tuesday 21st December 2010 8:28 am
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