In the Warming House

ice skates iclipart

skates laced tight

clumsy ankles

turning inward

straining to fall

pain

penetrates my legs

like shards of ice

in the freezing mist

I breathe the paralyzing cold

and gasp for air

failing to exhale

still

just one week later

I beg to go ice skating

remembering only

the glow of friendship

and steaming cocoa

in the warming house

cocoa iclipart

 

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