maelynslavik

My favorite season has begun

stark white against the grayish brown of stick season

filling in the gaps between colorful fall and crisp winter

well, fall and winter are both crisp

I am chanting verse 9 of my first aliyah,

a bowl of blackberries and apple cinnamon Cheerios beside me,

fingers twirling the spoon, when -

out the window, there is snow.

behind our tired eyes

we see glimmers of hope

sparkle around the edges

of the red white and blue flag

the stars 

are a message of peace yet to come

and as signs are printed

tired sighs

jokes and smiling

but sad behind those eyes

don't even know how you're okay

are you?