the first snow day
A poem about depression and snow. (12/28/21)
2 min readFeb 22, 2022
Chicago is notorious for everlasting winters. They tend to start in October, the white sky teasing us with intermittent flurries. But this year, there was only one flurry. Christmas was almost warm. Dead grass stood in place of fluffy snow. Bing Crosby would be disappointed.
