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Snow

Frank De Canio

The last time I went to my sister’s on Xmas eve
it was snowing. The last time I went to my sister’s
soft flakes were covering grimy roads
on the way to Nutley. Soot and slime, the asphalt,
all of it lightly covered with snowflakes.
It was beautiful the last time I went to my sister’s
on Xmas eve. The past is always beautiful
through tinted windows. Rhapsodic monograms of hope fell
with those flakes. A blessing for tired eyes.
That was several years ago. That light layer of snow
has long since vanished beneath tires
and hard-nosed seasons. There’s no glow this year
to drape the dismal roads leading to Nutley.
No bright, glistening mantle of promise.
Oh, it’s snowed many times since. Snow that clogs up
roads with cracked crystals that a thousand feet
have trampled on; grey slush making treks
through city streets difficult. Snow that impedes
traffic and causes cancellations on the latest stop
to the suburbs. It was snowing last Xmas eve.
But not this time. There’s nothing covering the asphalt
on this latest of my journeys. Just roads,
endless roads. And rain in the forecast.

PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED in MOON JOURNAL V.13

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