today’s forecast called for snow,
a prediction indifferent
to the calendar’s early border for spring,
as well as to my own personal feelings on the matter.
winter has these silences
hidden between the refrains
of wind pushing past pine, through buildings, rattling
windows & bones
ALT The book Capsule Stories Winter 2022 Edition held open to the poem “[swan song]” by Katelyn Grimes in front of evergreen bushes