The Coldest Days


empty picnic table

covered in snow

remembers a time

she wasn’t alone


winter tire tracks

long in the night

ending nowhere

endless streetlights


the coldest days

spent white and alone

frozen promises

fill up your home



16 thoughts on “The Coldest Days

  1. aloha Sarah. i like the relationship you develop between your words and your image. altho the tone or your words is sombre i’d take that ability to relate well as a great positive. – aloha

  2. Yea alone, wondering long nights, sad, dull, colorless remembering past experiences, woe the sense of sadness is so great, it’s palpable.

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