Barefoot in the Snow

Tiny redhead girl
Walking barefoot
In the winter snow

Crush, Crunch, Crash
Her pale little feet go
Dancing on white ground

The air is still
and I'm wondering
Exactly what I'm doing

Out here: it's cold
But that lake is so smooth
Like a mirror

And I can see in it
My mother's face
Smiling back with black hair

She's barefoot too.
Crush, Crunch, Crash.
Barefoot in the snow.



Published in The Pulp, 2003



(c) Kate Finneran 2003

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