"Specks of Light," A Poem

"Specks of Light," A Poem

Light blinds my eyes but warms my skin and

bright snowflakes fall downward,

leaving snow hats on buildings, dressed like kin.

Walking away and toward

mountains of snow that grace the pathway,

footprints come without might.

The past seems to fade; but

memory still lives in the light.

From Sarcasm to Honesty: "Roxane Gay: With One N"

From Sarcasm to Honesty: "Roxane Gay: With One N"

"Roller Coaster," A Poem

"Roller Coaster," A Poem