Letter to America by Kathleen Hellen (opens in new tab)

A bright cold day in April after Orwell I’m looking out the window at black ice that took me by surprise, the remnants of La Niña, of Polar Vortex pushing south the bitter Arctic air. Ice that sheaths the fixtures, railings. Glistens in disguise, while I wait in early light for thaw. I won’t go out yet, won’t risk the skid, the spin. The catastrophic accident. The slip and fall that fractures hip. I’m playing dead, pretending it won’t […] The post Letter to America by Kathleen Hellen appe...