REMEMBERING HICKSVILLE, WINTER

Tonight calls for snow,
(at least a dusting),
for whiskey and an old friend,
for sitting on the curb
in the cold, far too late
to be sitting on the curb
in the cold
sipping whiskey
and watching these quiet and clean
flakes fall over us.
How clean
they make us seem.

CC Russell has been published here and there across the web and in print. You can find his words in such places as The New York Quarterly, The Colorado Review, Cimarron Review, and the anthology Blood, Water, Wind, and Stone.  He has been nominated for Best of the Net, Best Small Fictions, and the Pushcart Prize. You can find more of his work at ccrussell.net.