lights uphill
rain downsky
the smell of frost
without the taste of snow
under clouds of early night
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lights uphill
rain downsky
the smell of frost
without the taste of snow
under clouds of early night
puddled road below
doesn’t have to be seen
traffic volume tells
the weather’s tale
all day
in a single whirr
of four tires
and someone else
is going home
smoke in the air
unseen & not yet sunk
into the carpet
in the hall
beyond the threshold
from the hall
where neighbors hang
invisible behind their doors
to continue
laughing
engine moan & wheel whir
notices for me
the silence of the Sunday road,
the wind
that doesn't touch the trees
Magdalene & the Mermaids
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