City Filth
By, Cecelia Blake
The day was cold
colder than the winter
winter when it was mid december
the frosty bite
made me want to bawl out all my eyes
the day progressed to a warmth that was just like
a cup of tea that had been left out for at least seven minutes
it felt awkward to drink; to take in
the snow would not melt due to a thick, solid layer of of city filth and waste
that lay on top
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