Asterisk

who knows if
the snowflake cries
in a loud, tiny voice
*HERE I AM*

before he hits
the ground
before he joins
so many

an asterisk
or footnote
stuck beneath
wet galoshes

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6 Comments

  1. Of all the people I’ve met online, only you could conjure such a beautiful poem about self-immolation. Nice work, Angie!

    • That’s a great compliment. We really are as beautiful and unique as each snowflake…as for me, (like some) the emphasis lands on the ‘flake!’ 😉

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