there were no snow days this winter
only the cold
only the rain
the snow falls from my eyes
my insides thick with frost
at least it’s pretty as it lands at my feet

in loops
my mind
again again again
my mother in the mirror
paralyzed hatred
phantom critiques
alone
i dance in circles
i think

the ocean behind my turned chest
         eyes full
                 wet
wave and another my knees give in
         warm sand
                    cheeks
sand angels that the sea takes
      toes
      fingers play
                   dig
a tear falls over
to join the salt
      feeling small
                   heavy