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Season of Snow
I.
the grey sun falters like an old woman; ravens scatter from the skeletal trees; a barren woman hunched over her spinning wheel prophesizes to the crackling flames. Outside, the black dead leaves kiss the ancient snow.
in a parallel life,
a woman dances to death on a frozen lake, feathery snowflakes clinging to her silver hair (like diamonds or stars) her moon-kissed skin shimmering- and the wolves spying from the shadows are transfixed. in her memories, mitten-less fingers are tracing a name on the misty window-sill. her secret friend, the snow-man lies buried as the wind howls his death-cry and shakes the crumbling rafters of her gingerbread house. the snow queen’s jewelled sledge sparkles in the faraway dark snow. II. later, in the owl light, the stricken child will bring back a pointed twig(His hand) and press it against her heart and the wingless ballerina’s lips will kiss it(His skin) as her rubies from her bleeding, transforming body glimmer in the starlit snow and the wasted, toothless hag will throw it( His curse) into the dying embers and blame herself, the wind, the wolves, the snow for everything. III. but the snow, the ancient tainted snow shall wipe away all footprints even the wolf’s.
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