Writing

You know I think it just struck me I was sitting here reading summer poems tasting raspberry popsicles on my tongue but looking out the window,

 it's snowing out 

and the trees and stone wall and everything,

For the longest time

I have thought magnolias were overrated,

But maybe I had thought that because I had never seen them

Now, they are my favorite flowers

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.

SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW

ecstatic

excited

ready for winter

eating it from the sky

feeling your socks get soggy and wet and cold as you reach out your chilly arms

it's snow

I'm ready for it

i love the idea of fireworks

i mean, they sparkle in the sky, and they ignite

the remind me of people and feelings

a purple firework of medium size