i. November

Creeps like lichen on limestone, 

And a fresh wound is like a clean shave

Old sweater stained with new coffee, drugged

Caffeine, fluoxetine, nicotine, cucumber slices

ii. December

Read mirrors and look in books

Tell me where your favorite reflection is

Winter is when words win

I’d rather be written than reign

iii. January

New Years’ is exhaled: Camel smoke and cold-weather-hot-breath vapor

Crush the filter - more menthol that way

I cut my hair 3 times in as many months

I am afraid that when I learn to live, I won’t have time

iv. February

When the warm weather comes

I want my body back, action 

Potential poetic melancholy is poisonous

And the pills don’t ever treat the pride