Winter’s Night by Yash Seyedbagheri

sky flings flakes.

trees leaning naked

chilled beneath charcoal-colored skies

bare branches reaching out

like skeletons

every now and then

a butter-colored lamp pokes out

 

from a distant hill

 a cabin, perhaps

and there’s another one

winking at me

but then the sky flings flakes

 faster

the lamps disappear

 

and bare branches reach

a little closer


Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University's MFA program. His stories, "Soon," “How To Be A Good Episcopalian,” and "Tales From A Communion Line," were nominated for Pushcarts. Yash’s work has been published in The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Write City Magazine, and Ariel Chart, among others.

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