After the Snowy Day

When they wake in the morning the fire has died and frost covers the window panes. New snow  blankets the ground outside.  The woman and her husband and the boy push themselves out of bed. The man makes a fire while she boils water for breakfast.  They drink coffee and hot chocolate, wrapping their hands around…

Spring Snow

The falling snow threatens to unhinge me.   I mean in the way the creak of a floor in early morning might or the sound of coyotes scavenging about in moon light. The way they do all night so near the house. As if they had nowhere else to go. And now this. The first dull…