stylized photo of frost on glass

by Austin Davis

It’s almost too much—
the way she holds
my hand on raw
December mornings
even when her nails
camouflage with
the frost kissed grass.

The sleeves slip
from the dark blue
sweater she wears of mine
and her hands lose
their fingers, evolving
into little penguin flippers.

The sweater is four
sizes too big on her,
yet I can’t help but
marvel at the way
she can simply sip
her coffee and turn
a poncho into a palace.

©2018 Austin Davis

Austin Davis is a seventeen year old poet living in Mesa, Arizona. Austin’s poetry has been widely published and most recently, his work has been featured in Little Village Magazine and Pif Magazine. Austin is currently working with Moran Press on a full length poetry collection.

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