Saturday, December 22, 2018

The page is sugar snow (Day 703)

 Open the page is sugar snow falling melting into concrete below steam-curtained windows into a long gallery stretching so far into the undefined distance that I can barely make out the figure wandering toward me stopping to gaze minutely at each image mounted on fortress walls I built over the years once I thought I could look out but there is only one view and that is outside facing in the lawn is frosted now each blade adorned with a cap of furry white flakes fall fat and fast eager to land wherever that might be.
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Pixnio