Monday, February 3, 2025

The neighbor’s rooftop sobs with
so many fragile bodies broken
by the sudden heat, so many boats
set untethered into the sea. Inside,
cheeks flush from steady strokes
by unsteady hands as sheets tumble
in the dryer, cleaned of so many
nervous salt deposits. A mother
spreads jagged crystals across
the front walk, a feeble flick from
calloused fingers trying to clear the
ice.