9.

The sap stopped running in the peculiar way that early spring has.

With a deeper, stronger malaise than you feel in November.

Books spines draped and abandoned over chair arms

Upended glasses clustering in the corners.

If the sunlight weren’t so watery

I would sit on the frosty grass

Like I liked it.

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