Home for Christmas
I was published a long time back, here you go
by Elly Baker
White powder falls from the sky
Frozen gale travels through the air
Touches your nose
Turns it into a cherry
on top of a milkshake
Almost there
Feet crunch ice against each step of the stairway
Under the patio
Its roof a shield from wind
In front of you the entrance to your home
Its door a gatekeeper
Deep breaths
Your feet on the mat reading “Welcome”
You grip the door handle
frigid against your palm like a can of soda
Wood creaks
Warm air brushes your face
You step in.
The artificial fireplace burns
its plastic logs perpetually
Sending waves of heat
Your raw nose stings
and your ears burn
A snowflake dashes in before you close the door
Disappears in a wisp, still floating in the air
Your eyes snap forward
Pine tree, PVC
ornamented with a rainbow of items
you almost laugh
Black leather…
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