Wednesday, December 4, 2024

the snow globe

i shake
the snow globe
that i bought at Coney Island
one summer
when traveling with someone
i thought
i loved.
i bought the globe
from a woman
with whiskers
behind
a glass cage,
she slid it through
the opening
and i gave her three dollars
and seventy-five
cents.
i take it out for the holidays
now.
i spin
the dial
on the bottom
so that music comes out,
jingle bells,
then shake it
hard
to make it snow on
the little people inside,
a reindeer on top
of the tiny
house.
joy comes
in strange ways sometimes.

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