Snow Day by Kori | Written 2/9/2017

The sky is grey,

this isn’t melodramatic,

its fucking snowing outside.

Trees, cars, and roads,

covered in demonic white fluff.

The sun needs to come out of retirement.

Crunch! Crunch… crunch..

No work for me,

the air is bitter.

I have no happy words.

I left the warm and sunny Florida,

for a grey and gloomy New York.

I never thought I’d miss,

the bite of a mosquito.

I do childish things,

but don’t criticize the fact,

that I hate snow.

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