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First Snow
The first snow I saw this year was in a cemetery.
An old, abandoned cemetery.
The small, barely perceptible flakes fell,
Bitter as any of the old graves,
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Loves
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a year ago today, i wrote a poem,
and i remember i was really proud of it.
hung it up on my wall and everything when it made the newspaper.
a year ago today, i took the grey-brown frown of november
and molded it into metaphors with my own two hands. looking -
