tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76263048955941967132011-04-21T16:37:03.224-07:00= Knigh+ =http://www.blogger.com/profile/07444344603326822406noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626304895594196713.post-76607551996762499952008-02-17T18:08:00.000-08:002008-02-17T18:12:32.541-08:00<h1> Snow</h1>by : Al-Zhamir B. Isahac<br /><p>Walking through a field with my little brother Seth</p> <p>I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in the snow.<br />For some reason, I told him that a troop of angels<br />had been shot and dissolved when they hit the ground.</p> <p>He asked who had shot them and I said a farmer.</p> <p> </p> <p><br />Then we were on the roof of the lake.<br />The ice looked like a photograph of water.</p> <p>Why he asked. Why did he shoot them.</p> <p>I didn't know where I was going with this.</p> <p>They were on his property, I said.</p> <p> </p> <p><br />When it's snowing, the outdoors seem like a room.</p> <p>Today I traded hellos with my neighbor.<br />Our voices hung close in the new acoustics.<br />A room with the walls blasted to shreds and falling.</p> <p>We returned to our shoveling, working side by side in silence.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626304895594196713-7660755199676249995?l=pangitnanayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>= Knigh+ =http://www.blogger.com/profile/07444344603326822406noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626304895594196713.post-73907280376935501542008-01-29T18:29:00.000-08:002008-01-29T18:30:42.956-08:00])0 yoU \\/aNt To ChallEnGe )V(e<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626304895594196713-7390728037693550154?l=pangitnanayko.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>= Knigh+ =http://www.blogger.com/profile/07444344603326822406noreply@blogger.com5