Poem: What They Say

What They Say

It is falling again. Snow.
And they are telling me again:
“last snow of the season”.

They lie.

About this poem

A more brutal than I intended poem about weather prediction in Vermont. About depression. About the ups and downs of life. Poetry is always about more than one thing.


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