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snow day?

middle of the night
nose pressed to the cold glass pane
smells like windex & paint & dust
every exhale fogs up higher
how fast is it falling
how big are they
everything washed in light brown golden pink
like olden days pictures
can’t see to the street it’s so thick
hear plows go by leaving fat diagonal hatch footprints
so the commuters can get out
didn’t do my homework
looks like it won’t matter
snow on boots rubber will squeak through halls for weeks
i’m turning off the alarm