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Snowfall
There is a certain timelessness in watching the snow fall at night
A pure dance of white cotton akin to the sky winking, playing, dashing against the wakefulness of the night
Dipping away and drifting together against the solidness of the earth
They rest and glow beneath the soft light of the dorm room buildings, the cars, the streetlights
I find myself in a sweatshirt and sneakers hood down
Standing beneath the shadow of a silver tree
I have always been home for the first snowfall of the year
For the first time I am not
Snow looks different when you are seeing it somewhere else
Maybe it’s the way it is captured beneath the orange lights
Or how it twinkles like earthly stars in the moonlight
Or maybe it’s how everything around me grows still and silent
Not waiting, not stalling
But a moment frozen in ice, suspended in time
Like the touch of a memory it holds me there and keeps me safe
For a moment I am thinking of home and the same snow drifting past its windows
To collect where my feet will soon step.
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