Affect

I have not yet
felt winter
in my bones.

The radiator
spits in fuss.

The window
frosts
then hiccups.

The sun
is tiny, golden

but it’s quickly
falling
into my lap.

My January skin
melted yesterday.

I remember
the laughing
bodies of snow

and me tumbling
into the white.

Wriggling
and wet with grass
on gloves,

I lived thousands
of Polaroids ago

before the nuclear
rattling
of the weather.

Still, so quiet

A button mouth. The swallow
during meditation. When
there is no wind. You, in
argument. The sound effect
of being stunned. Dry throats.
After the fire, minus the choked
sobbing. The song we sing
to ourselves at our funerals.

K Weber is an Ohio writer with 10 online books of poetry. She obtained her Creative Writing BA in 1999 from Miami University. K writes independently and collaboratively, having created poems from words donated by more than 300 people since 2018. K has poems featured in publications such as The Hooghly Review, Writer’s Digest, Fevers of the Mind & her photography/digital collages appear in literary journals including Barren Magazine and Nightingale & Sparrow. Much of K’s work (free in PDF and some in audiobook format) and her publishing credits are on her website: kweberandherwords.com