Fiona Eris Strand - The Coming Storm

Coming storm
blackens the sky,
looming, black sheet metal
threat, covering everything.
I examine myself in
the mirror,
and I'm satisfied
for now
with myself inside
and out.
If this is the last
day,
before I am swept up
in torrents of
wind and sleet,
I can at least say
I was content for this
one day.

Fiona Eris Strand

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