Voices on the Wind Voices from Home
Spring Hallucinations by Sam Love Oh the joys of an old house with drafts that chill your bones refrigerate your bare head and slow your brain into standby Winter winds whistling through every crack and tiny opening around windows, doors outlets, floor boards The ancient heating unit labors to fight the draft by cranking out enough BTUís global warming becomes a great idea Cracked weather stripping invites the tempestís howl as you fight the keyboard with withered hands An outside snowy cold is so brutal any thought of winter romance freezes under layered blankets preserving personal warmth Leaving chattering bones to entice an icicle mind starting to hallucinate a coming spring thaw