Snow

The sky had blanketed itself with clouds shaking down snow coughing ice. For weeks the curtain had been drawn tight over moon luminescence and sparkling stars Like a chronic malevolence the sky kept shaking fluffy snow feathers from pillow of clouds My shoes are broken my toes are wet I am aching all over my spine needs a rest I have piled it on high on the roof from the sides my eyes can’t rest for fear it'll collapse Power lines have snapped can’t turn on the gas looking at the sky I ask when will the snow end? First Place Winner: Brian Strand-All Yours-3/1/21