Have you ever had one of those emotional days?
Without reason, the tears seem to rise
like a river growing after the snow.
Bit by bit, the edges collapse in on themselves,
those little chips of ice, until the water
overtakes it all. A consuming, inescapable force
that is not held at bay, no matter how the bank
tries. No deep breathing, no biting of the
earthen lip, no force of will can hold it back
and eventually, the rushing flow wins out:
a trickle to pour across the porous ground.
Once it begins, it takes a season to stop.
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