Coco

Sometimes I wonder

If you remember

That night?

It was dark and light all at once

Fire lit

A volleyball we couldn’t see

A game we couldn’t play

People I didn’t know

I could be with 

If I was an octopus and was able to change what I look like at will, I think that it would be very strange. Even though it would feel strange, it would feel normal at the same time. 

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,

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