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Snow Moon

A Poem

I feel buried under the Snow Moon tonight.

I’m gluing together again. Frozen in place.

Paralyzing fear and iced over mindsets…

Shivering in the waste tundra,

glacial water, cleanse my system

until I breath frost and fire.

Teach me to navigate each and every avalanche

and weather this ice age.

—Ellie Maureen 2/5/23


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