snowmen tender_square back home, the snow had started to stick in thick, fat flakes of flutter. kids waddled in snowsuits pushing boulders of ice, building monuments to god like the eras before them. the fresh white sheets were marred by mud, each stone rotating like an asteroid that crept slow across the limits of recess. the playground became a graveyard of disconnected, rotund bottoms. here, the blanket's thicker, and trees are over-sweetened with globs of royal icing. a neighbouring house rolled an intimidating set of snowmen, six feet high, and just as wide. smaller snowmen being overtaken by a larger snowman, with terrified looks on their primitive faces. 230127 what's it to you? who go blather from