snowed like this on fulton street
on the first snowfall of the yearwe wrapped ourselves in our warmest coats, turned off the lights, kissed the cat goodbye, & walked to the pier. we were the only onesout for blocks. i rememberthe slippery dock & holdingonto your arm despitethe new york cold.i remember my glassesgrowing ice crystals &carefully stowingthem in my pocketfor safe keeping. theworld was a… Read more →