Nicole Myles


i always had trouble distinguishing between what happened and what merely might have happened, but i remain unconvinced that that distinction, for my purposes, matters. perhaps it never did snow that august in vermont, perhaps there never were flurries in the night wind and maybe no one else felt the ground hardening and summer already dead as we pretending to bask in it, but that was how it felt to me, and it might as well have snowed, could have snowed, did snow.

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