The Offing

Graffiti in the fresh
snow concealing a stone
wall. A window

that opens both ways—
from the top and
from the bottom.

The squirrel electrocuted
by a power line.
The lights that go out

temporarily. A freshly lit
match and a beeswax candle.

The ever so slightly
sweet honey scent

of your sweat
that lingers
after you’ve left the cabin.

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