Snow Day
It’s been snowing all day in New York. And real snow this time: not all that business the meteorologists kept on about in the past few weeks. ‘Get ready, folks: It’s gonna be a white Thanksgiving. Isn’t that right, Chuck?’ or ‘It’s gonna be a c-o-o-o-o-l-d one, Bill. Probably going to see some snow, even. Now on over to Marty for traffic.’ or ‘It’s going to snow tomorrow,
I swear to all that is holy. Release me, Zabriath, Keeper of the Dawn!’
Nope, this time it was for real. Real snow,
and lots of it. Practically a blizzard, if you ask me.
Which is why I found it particularly strange when, on my way to work this morning, I saw a tavern with fake snow – that kind you spray on – decorating its windows.
Because, really, when you’re surrounded by the stuff, when it’s hitting you in the face, soaking your shoes, just getting all over you (all of these things I kind of enjoy, by the way), you don’t need to be reminded of its existence. Your awareness of snow, it could be said, is pretty much at an all-time high. Fake snow in windows is only the kind of thing that should be done where it
doesn’t really snow.
Like, Florida.
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Star Black is a poet, photographer, and collage artist living and working in New York City. She’s released five books of poems, has taught...