Winter Descends (a haiku)

Winter descends here
A cold, frosted sky beckons
Pale moon looks helpless

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2 responses to “Winter Descends (a haiku)”

  1. […] It was the dead of winter and very cold out. The bar was uncomfortably warm, probably trying to overcompensate. I felt myself sweating, and I rubbed my forehead. I was feeling freaked out. Ida had been in our group of friends for at least three years; we all worked together at the newspaper, and we went out for drinks frequently. The fact that they pretended to not even know her was making me paranoid. What the hell was going on? […]

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