I was living on a different floor
you couldn't understand how I
even got in the building
but I was really there-
watching the snow fill up
the courtyard
watching the skies and their
flurries of birds
trying not to break-
praying the moon would just glaze over.
I left to get groceries
a thousand angels had to help me
get back in.
mary angela douglas 2 may 1999
