PROJECT REBUILD


PREVIOUS TENANTS

death in winter

move a little in ceaseless cold

with unnatural oaks,

diseased snow

terrified leaves tearing themselves

from taunting wood

in a forest sheetless, abominable trees;

they are not in this house

with its curious pines surrounding

unaffordable warmth

for my family in a winter's death;

nothing at all is grown

in this stranglehold of ice

Frankie Jay

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just a student