Poetry: December’s apology

Black and white photograph of a thick forest of trees with bare branches

december fades
she loosens her grip
and raises her hand
in a cold goodbye

and it falls
like blood pressure
white powder
a flurry, a blanket
to cling to her bones

december encircles his body
with pale brittle arms
with the weight of the weightless
the weight of his words

like a stone
or an arrow
december’s apology
hangs in the air

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