do you remember,” Denise Hill

do you remember

Denise Hill

the first snowflake you caught on your tongue your mouth a wide gawping O to the night sky shifting your booted weight first left then right to follow the earthward journey of each crystal flake blinking away near misses melting on your eyelashes pooling icy tears until finally, lurching forward tongue jutted to Sirius one tiny miracle alights drawn inside your warm dark cavern how you smiled at the taste of nothing walked across wings of angels satisfied to let the rest all fall