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POEM: ‘Last Ice’

{ November } How do we prepare?The wooden swing wrapped in plastic on the lawn.An unopened bag of rock salt next to the garage.My father’s bright orange camouflage snowsuit on the hallway benchfresh from the attic.In a diner on the edges of the lake,Laura, a waitress with kind eyes, makes her way toward me.“Fill up?” […]