Our weather is highly variable to begin with, but this is crazy! 60* – 15-20* above average for November. My old truck is not equipped for winter. This warm spell means I can keep on driving…
In anticipation of the inevitable:
My fingers reach to close the splitting sky
as cries fade from a retreating slice of vapor.
A scraped and frozen hand returns
to where my breath can save it.
A howling bitch is a distant voice
that threads the night together.
I call to the dog. She will not come.
Winter is chasing the dog.