Winter Day: Honey Badger
by Armando Ortiz
We sat there on the benches recalling,
Arbor Day in Ann Arbor, like it was yesterday.
Precambrian weather and frozen plains,
Hanukkah aligning with the stars, and
Saturnalia directly following along.
Rompope warmed our hearts, and
hard-sauce calmed the cold, putting it at bay, though
frosty nights took over the long evening, with
Bullring hours that tackled our sleep.
Negligee dreams during those winter days gave way to lights
Rear-ended by morning glory rays of light.
Now mornings are warmed with cups of champurrado
soothing our bodies as the cool chill is pushed aside
and a new day is about to rise.
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