September 26, 2013

These Long Drives

…laughing into the phone I see outside the wonderful snow,
seemingly endless, warm and cold at once.
No one could have predicted this storm.

It is all strange, beautiful and we will talk of this for years to come.
This storm, and I will think of how I missed my brothers just then.

— by Luci Tapahonso
Book: The Women are Singing
Poem: These Long Drives

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