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A Lingering Winter

Late on a pea soup afternoon, the need to be in water became overwhelming. While Elena caused footprints on a beckoning and lonely trail, I slipped into a skin of rubber and into the icy grip of Lake Michigan.

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Calming to hear the wash of the water against the rubber at my ears, feel the trickle of ice from my neck to the small of my back.

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  1. Eryn #

    Love your work. Keep on writing so I can keep on reading…

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    June 21, 2014

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