Frozen Out of Context

Ice hits hot water 
vanishes,
steam curls 
against faucet.

Reminds me of someone—
how quickly they left,
how cold they were 
before they went.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Crandall Avatar
January 19, 2025 at 4:38 PM
I like the way the last lines resolve the first ones.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 17, 2025 at 6:04 PM
Wow!
Meadows Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 12:04 AM
A good description and poem. Well done.
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