small stone (9)

The sun slips away, like a face disappearing under dark velvet blankets. The temperature falls. I shiver, pull my hat down close.

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  1. […] disappearing under dark velvet blankets. The temperature falls. I shiver, pull my hat down close. (Jan. 9) Winter rain, cold, hard, quiet, steady all day. Inside, behind curtains, I want the rain’s […]

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