by February 18, 2020 0 comments

some of us
love teddy bears
full of glass
and tetanus,
with lips of hepatitis
and these lullabies
of reaching smiles.

we dream away the frost of Winter,
pulling knives from memory
to freeze
the blood
we plunge into the snow.

– Joseph M. Gant

editors note:

When comfort comes in the clutch of cold. – mh clay

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