I've been on a pretty serious late 90s/early 2000s kick, thanks to Netflix.
Click below to read about it.
Almost Spring
Lonely Season
Cold is lonely for
We do not touch in winter,
Hands curl inwards now,
Burrow deep within ourselves
And wait for spring’s friendly thaw.
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I'm in a poetry class. This is a tanka, in honor of almost having spring.
xxx.
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