[New] winter

BY MEGAN HEGENBARTH

the cold winds fell like a rock on top my already pile of clothes my windows feel frosted as if one single tap and all will shatter relax, they say, this is just how it goes so I try

I wrap Christmas lights around my dead, cold fingers but the sentimental air continues and my hands feel parched loneliness stares deep into my eyes to catch the sun is impossible, it always waves goodbye yet

I walk in the wind I reach for the snow

I whisper for a glimpse of the moon and sometimes just sometimes I realize winter can glow