Good morning

Second day of winter

they announced on the radio

while I am making coffee

flannel blanket wrapped across my chest.

 

These dark mornings

of waking up to the voices

of announcers who had been up for hours

and walked to their cars

warming up to their day

of sending their words into the ether.

 

In the milky, cold morning

the space between them and me is tight.

They say hello to me

and I reply.

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