Annmarie Throckmorton, M.A.
Connecting The Dots
The parking lot outside my apartment is already covered in thick glare ice, it would be easier to skate on than to drive across. It is 28º F and snowing steadily, forming a slick layer of snow over the ice. Impossible to go out, so I am inside trying to connect the dull dots available to me in this day. I would rather continue reading another of Ruth Moore's novels about Maine than be living in it.
Connecting The Dots In The Day
by Annmarie Throckmorton 2023
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