We had no spring.
We had winter.
We had winter.
Suncameoutforasecondwhoopsnowitisgone.
We had winter.
And now April 21st. The second day of summer.
In just 48 hours no more logs on the fire.
Fly-sized mosquitos, crickets, frogs, and the smell
of photosynthesis for the first time in months.
There is no slow awakening,
just immersion into sun and bare legs
erasing the memory of our disgruntled months.
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About Margaret Elysia Garcia
Margaret Elysia Garcia primarily writes fiction, essays and poetry from a remote corner of the Sierra Nevada. She's currently working on a non-fiction book regarding body positivity through plus-sized alternative modeling .She blogs here and at Throwing Chanclas. And is the co-founder of Pachuca Productions a Latina owned microtheatre in Plumas County, California
