Calico Frost

It starts with rain.

Sometimes it comes slowly with a drizzle,

but this time,

it starts without any warning.

The rain drops from the sky

in powerful sheets

and the world lights up for a fraction of a second

I don't dare admit it to myself

to my friends

to my family

I'm embarrassed

ashamed

scared of what could be

I have to find ways to sneakily deal with it

without anyone noticing

A craving beyond craving

a ballad to my love

yellow rice

I have eaten all of your relatives

now it is just you

and I can't find you

I need you

for my survival

as a happy person

Two tributes

each to my past

both to my future.

The first is a remembrance of what still lies in my room

A token of childhood

a pile of anthropomorphic animals in outfits

The rhythm of it all

stops

I hear

I feel

the world differently

it hurts in a way I can't describe

my mind scared of this abnormal occurrence

but happens relatively often.

I can't describe it

Soft sunlight

Warming our bodies

Cold from the long night

We stand up

Shaking the dew from the morning's melt off of our fur

We leap into the wildflowers

Running along the river,