how girls pack snowballs
squatting in a down-cocoon
the fulcrum of platform
a star of sod in the ground transfigured
into a clumpy icy globe packed tight
with icecrusted mitten
chins frozen
secret smile
bright eyes on target

i felt like moving and i thought dancing or a party was the only outlet. until i met snow. snow fell from the sky, and at first i thought, "this is freezing rain". or at least that's what they told me. then, i looked outside the kc3 window, and the reddened sky. snow cones underneath the streetlights.