Winter Holds On

Stuck in this white cloud
nowhere to go.
The North has been swallowed.

Buried in feet
the land hides below.
Above, we are abandoned
by the sense of what’s known.

Stranded
yet home.
The sky howls
and the cold settles,
sinking even into bones.

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