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Saturday, November 1, 2014

first snow

first,

snow.



how tiny things are

big. how tiny things fall,

and then,

build up.


like words.

like smirks.

like the lonely boy on the play

ground

who gives away his lunch one day

and then,

the next.


like small raises in your salary.

like one ant and then,

one hundred.


like sitting in small pieces of

the dark,

waiting for snow

to

fall.


and then,

it

does.