May 2019
Though the days are clear,
there is zero visibility in
the endless sleet.
It is Winter in the midst
of Summer.
I am told it gets better.
I do not understand as
I walk in the storm.
there is zero visibility in
the endless sleet.
It is Winter in the midst
of Summer.
I am told it gets better.
I do not understand as
I walk in the storm.
(75/M/Hutchinson, Ks)
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