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Steam on the windows And the snowy air beyond The radiator
A perfect snowflake. My daughter’s face drawing close. A blob of water.
Chocolate crunches I need another coffee Snow falling out there
The woosh of traffic The coffee machine gurgles Snow on the parked cars
“There’s snow on the trees.”“No, that’s frost. It’s condensed fog.”“I point at the snow!”
White snow, clear water Coconut milk separates Mixes in coffee
Tiny ice needles Congregate on my windshield Squealing and smudges
The hiss of snowfall. The air and ground are both full. The groceries wait.
Under trees and snow The slopes of Mount Vitosha Under golden clouds
The snow is ruined. But the clouds are making more. It will become grass.