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27 Mar

The Unending Michigan Winter of 2014 


The snowflakes began innocent 

Christmas lights distracted  

us all from the terror 

of the winter that would never end. 


January felt familiar 

like a friend you want to ask to stay 

just a little longer 

but not much longer 


February’s Valentine to us: 

I-275 littered with frozen wheels 

unable to stop unable to start 

We were all snowpeople by then. 


And now it’s March 27 and it’s  

raining ice pellets onto my car 

I’ve forgotten what warm is 

the cold besieges me 


My tea can only do so much

I give in to the unending winter: 

Another sweater, another cup

of resolve to never leave this beautiful place.