Niwot
This was our first storm - a foot and a half of snow. I had to walk from my school teaching the kiddies to the bus stop a mile down the railroad tracks. This was me being bigger than the world. The angle of the tracks makes me bigger than the mountains (which you can't see because of the flurrrrries.)
posted by frillytoothpicks @ 5:37 PM
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i see you've buried yourself in the snow. to your chest. it must be cold as the block of ice you call your heart.
and your nipples, how they've grown, stretching to the horizon, disguised as rails and the pain. the pain! as those spikes pierced your tender flesh to lock it in place.
whats the sound? is that...a horn? don't look back.
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