By Ron Riekki I’m Made of Ice, My Ancestors are Made of Ice, and My Ice (Sonnet 1,865) is me. I look outside the window and see that we are pointing down, all of us icicles stalactite-ing, maxillary, Wed, married to winter, to wind, to winos at Mike’s Corner Store where we sit huddled, holding … Continue reading I’m Made of Ice, My Ancestors are Made of Ice, and My Ice and Other Poems
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