J. Michael Ward

PHP Developer, Board Game Aficianado, and Donut Snob

This Peasant Breath

Brisk December
The sky is clear and I can nearly see the stars
If I squint enough
The neighbors are bumping R&B tunes across the street
and hordes of college students arrive
toting 30-packs of mainstream domestic brews
Hypothermic winds whistle through the trees
And finally I exhale