where the writers are
Life Inside a Paper Weight

Chimney smoke dissolves

into marbled blue hanging

restless over snow-dusted peaks.

Sagging pine boughs, 

their needle clusters

choked with ice cotton,

dance a wavering wind ballet,

above a slumbering gallery

of unclothed aspens.

Feathery whiteness, floating, swirling,

like angels in a pillow fight.

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