Windchill

I love the sound
of breaking ice
Under boots
on winter sidewalks

The crick-crack crunch
makes me happy

enough, in the moment,
to forget the temperature
and the reasons why you left.

Still, it’s very cold today.
Windchill factor minus one.

by Lisa Arnold

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