By Amoret BriarRose
The seeds (sealed in a pocket
squashed in a small pot
with spongy, thirsty dirt
and simple instructions for planting,
a gesture, an idea of green)
surprise themselves and sprout.
Spring has come to Pittsburgh, and I think it is finally here to stay. In my region, Spring and Winter often do a strange dance at this time of year, with neither really being comfortable leading. Since February, we have been having a few abnormally warm days followed by a solid block of frigid winter, which is then followed by warming, then more winter. It’s been hard on my immune system and on my mood – in late winter, like clockwork, my depression intensifies.
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