When it snows at the end of October
you and I must spend sunday in bed
or walk down sunny streets
to sit in chairs
When we are eating breakfast
in a room with walls
we must look around
and on our plates
There are eggs and potatoes
toast and small containers of jam
to my right tea in a tall glass
across from me is you
these things are talking to us
if we are talking back?
-Hannah
Cut up metal cans and shreds of silver
Pushed under the plastic mat, covered up
With heat so high and dry no moisture survives
Open windows and loosely straighten up
Above the curtains large white can be seen
Unseasonably cold for October
With heat so high no moisture survives
The snow is easily forgotten here
Friends with their friends stand around, talk, and laugh
So young it is sad to think of aging
With heat so high no moisture survives
It breaks up sleep and inspires strange dreams
Walking through morning patches of sunlight
Outside is such a relief from this heat
-KM