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FebPoWriMo 2

The children playing in the snow
Might have been making

A snowman but instead
Kept rolling the ball of snow

Until it resembled nothing
So much as the world

Collecting everything in its path
And coursing elliptical zig zags

Through the contours of spacetime
Relative to its own immense gravity

Completely decimating the landscape
Of its pristine glacial interconnectedness

And then the children put
A smaller ball of snow on top of it

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher