oracne - Victoria Janssen (oracne) wrote,
oracne - Victoria Janssen

and now the sun is out

a little girl in a silver coat has fallen behind her parents and sister; her boots are green, and the toes are shaped like the heads of tree frogs; she watches them with every step.

a snow person with hex bolts for eyes.

brown soupy lake at a curb.

snowplow-sculpted mountains almost as tall as i am.

a breeze wafts a gauze curtain of snow from a church's Gothic crenellations.

snow-weighted evergreen in Rittenhouse Square so perfect it might be a tabletop Christmas decoration.

people in boots, all kinds, and one college girl in leather tennis shoes. her feet will be soaked, soon.

patchwork of sidewalk; sections properly shoveled, sections with only a narrow trail blazed through the middle.

a moped heaped with snow. row of cars, huddled under snow.

the roofs of the Quad, mounded with snow.
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