One New Year Later
The stores closed early.
It snowed last year.
There’s not much else to it.
A New Year.
Resolutions.
Like running in a field.
We run slowly.
It snows in the field.
The stores open back up.
The snow melts for now.
I used to like January.
I forgot how to like January.
It had been a year since.
The stores closed early.
I thought I would never go back.
Never go back.
I totaled my car.
And never went back.
Resolutions.
They hurt more every year.
Resolutions slip away.
Like my car on that icy road.
No one was hurt.
It’s been a year.
One New Year later.
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