Here It comes

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here it comes

the first poem of the year

right as the sun

hides low

behind the houses’ roofs

darkness

falls as a wet blanket

piercing

through my winter coat

a soft sound

cracking

on the frozen grass little

cautious

steps as it advances

.

Anna Mosca, Self Portrait, Dec. 2021.

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