flurries coming down
Brooklyn Cafe, January 17th, 2017
Her first snow! She’s a tourist from Australia – a recent college graduate. All the tourists that day were writing about love.

Flurries coming down,
Mesmerrizing, swirling, white
A hot coffee.
Numb fingers.
Red noses.
Remembering that other time
We wore all white
And people took our photographs
wishing you were here.

Read a poem by Thyrza G.

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