I Smell Christmas

A quadrille

children kick balls
on the resurfaced street,
dressed for winter.
the dog sleeps, wakes
to be walked and fed.
I watch cartoons–animated
movies with Christmas trees
taller than my building
on screen.

season of giving
crash-landed . . .
I’m not ready for it.

are you?

*The piece reads better going directly to the website: https://acorneredgurl.com. The WordPress Reader has horrible recent updates to it, and I’m about ready to haul the entire WordPress engineering crew out of a huge window.

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