For AnnaLift (12.14.13-12.20.13) @ Oscraps. Elements from Anna Aspnes, Crafty Button Designs, Paula Kesselring, and Rucola Designs.

The poem is mine:

Early Winter

The river is edged with ice.
Small colonies of slush float
along its rippled skin.

The grass is all white-tipped
in the morning. It is so cold
couples walk without speaking.

The house smells of spoiled fruit,
hot-house roses standing too long
in stagnant water. I sleep

in your bed, under my grandmother's
comforter. It is hard to stay warm.
Tomorrow I will make your black

bean soup, garnished with green
onions, sour cream, white cheese.
Your great aunt's Roseville vase

will hold new flowers. I'll choose
red and white carnations, pretend
it's spring, listen

for your step on the path.

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