I tell myself
that I can survive January
that this bone-deep cold
is the hardest part
of the new year
and how hard
could the rest possibly be...
...And then I slide into February
like 10-year-old me
sliding onto a frozen lake
in oversized
hand-me-down skates
trying to find my balance
and hoping that it's safe
but in the end knowing
that I was always going to sink
~ VoodooRue (January 2020)
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