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Writing About the Winter

Winter brings out emotions that are often unwelcome, but perhaps necessary.

Illustration by Jessica Gu (Graphic Designer, The Continuist)

Trevor Wilkes

Content Creator (Poetry), The Continuist

is merciless. I

sit inside under

flickering fluorescent lights,

the never-ending brazen buzzing

gives me a headache,

and leaves me with

shit for brains

if I’m too earnest.

Contrived, like your back

on the parquet floor

or your bum knee as it bends

over the front of the old kitchen chair,

marked artificially.

Careful not to give too much

unless you’re writing a poem,

in a small monochrome apartment.


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