snow day

I wrote a few poems today. One of them is too personal for me to post online and I'm always paranoid that the person it's about will stumble upon it and automatically know it's about them and hate me forever. Here's the other one I wrote.

snow day

In 2002:

Snow!!!

It was sent to us elementary school students

From the angels in heaven

Who sat on clouds making paper dolls

In the form of snowflakes, sprinkling them

With glitter, like the kind in the art classroom

Blowing them out of their hands

And onto the earth

Fast forward 12 years,

The snow is still pretty

But mockingly so;

I was supposed to go to New York tomorrow.

Leaving my hometown for the first time in a few years,

I’d pretend I lived there, in a dream box apartment

Where I’d write short stories and scripts and novels

Go to shows in clubs and meet friends for coffee

But the angels sent snow to the elementary school students

No school tomorrow!

The roads haven’t been plowed, they’d be covered in ice

We’d spend hours in traffic

My little sister can dress herself in big-girl clothes

And play make believe with her friends.

I’m 18 now and I can’t do that anymore