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On Pheasants and Polyamory

“It is snowing and I must go have sex, good-bye”

“Snow would be the easy/ way out—that softening/ sky like a sigh of relief/ at finally being allowed/ to yield”

Friday Open Thread

Accessorizing Your Library Book About Snow or Ice

Things to Do in the Winter

A Sampling of British Headlines About Snow

RIP Some Snowman