winter
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I am a winter tree. Look at me one last time.
Winter sunset at 4:16pm gnaws on my soul.
Anticipation of summer time is heaviest in January.
List of frozen things: Lake Michigan, peas, blueberries, Walt Disney's body (myth), ice cream, ice skating ring, windshield wipers, my hands and toes, hearts of some adults-no passion and love.
Winter will be back.
It is hard to remember spring in the middle of winter.
This is how we gamble in Chicago. My car may or may not be under this snow pile.
When I was a kid my mom hung my wet dress on the balcony. We found the dress frozen next morning.
In the train she was transported by music.
Life is absurd. "Is there any fried chicken in that backpack? "No chicken just socks." -carrying 20 pairs of socks for an art installation.
When the snow melts our roots sing all of the songs we know.
"when I blossom it will be so fun."
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