Blizzard

It’s so peaceful here.
My feet are burning,
Like when we’d run
As children,
Barefoot and carefree,
From house to house
And tree to tree,
Across blacktop in the summer,
Through snow in the winter,
And then they fall numb.
My hands feel dry,
Like when they would ride waves
Of air from the car window,
Skin cracking,
But I was laughing,
Happy,
But now the feeling is gone.
My face hurts,
Like when we’d get in fights,
Pelting each other with chunks of ice,
And then get even,
Rubbing each other’s faces
In soft snow
That always felt harder than it was.
Now that’s gone too,
As the last of the warmth
Rises from my body
Like steam,
And all that’s left
Is nothingness.

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