Too Cold for a Parade

Diamond dust drifts
vertically through air. Sun

dogs will wag
their tails to defy

her resignation
to frown on these shrunken

days. Sixteen more
before they begin

to expand again. Who
needs a float?

H2O: Same as Water

Questions about
the history of ice hover

in the coffee
bar air. Little plastic
green army

men are strewn
across a mezzanine
floor. The child
whom they belong to

hums in a corner.
All I can think is
someone will slip

and fall on ice
or war.