walking down sullivan street,
on a monday morning
when i woke to snow and ventured out
on my last day alone
in the city,
to buy myself an almond croissant.
::
woke this morning once more to snow,
and to girls who are done with dressing for snow for the year.
is that a battle you would have chosen to wage?
do you think i did?
can i blame them for wanting spring?
we are all of us so afflicted with longing.
enjoy today.
xo,
tt
