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southern snow - radical face


it was the year my son was born
the same year my sis’ walked into the woods
and was never seen again
i still call her name sometimes, just in case
the snows came at noon
and the sky was a bitter blue
some were callin’ it a punishment from god
then my dad said:
“that’s a strange thing to call the weather”
and we laughed together