the first snow of winter is coming
everyone runs to the store for milk
and i heave a heavy sigh of relief
while the frost in my blood thaws a little bit
my god, i love the snow
my faithful reminder about constant,
yet unpredictable transformation —
that an imperceptible drop in the air
can turn the world on its side
and not even the wind knows that it’s coming
Less Than 1%: Surviving My Stillborn 