On Dorchester Road*

March 17, 2017 admin No comments exist

The snow has caked my car in.
From my window, a plump
overstuffed donut with
clumps of icing ringing it.

Soon enough, I may curse the
snow and God and everyone
who dares to stop to hear me swear
but for now I wait, stuff my face.



Poet’s Notes:

  • I don’t care what anyone says — I really like this poem (I hear self-praise is “in”).
    And it’s all the sweeter (pun intended) because I just wrote it this morning
    and I haven’t written in about 10 days. An eternity for me.

The draft image of the poem is below. Notice the date (today’s!).

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