the rivers of it, abridged

New York City skyline at night




Geordie Edel

A January Thaw

There was supposed to be a January
thaw today, but the winds changed
and the season continues on. It
occurs to me an old woman walking
down our block will be elderly by
nightfall. When I help, I'm blessed.
Tonight, everyone seems to be helping
everyone, but the wind's howl is grim.



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