ten years later..

how’s it going with that snow?
and howling wind?
and teaser chinooks?

followed by more freezing cold
cracked and twisted, stunted trees
dead car batteries
desparate eyes that dare not make contact
dusty snow
drifted against the sides of gritty concrete
garbage fluttering like trapped birds
panic stricken within the chainlink fences

if you’re still there
i feel sorry for you
if you’re thinking about emigrating to canada
the prairies are not what you think