so cold that i start to sweat. someone put a coat on the wire statue of a person in front of rite aid, they were cold too. big dog outside of work shivering with tail between legs, i want to give him my scarf. looking down from glass windows, the cold is radiating in and into me.

my new red coat, i can't take it off. buckles in at the waist, my second skin. i wear it around the house, as i do the dishes, as i write, i put it on over my pajamas after a bath. it feels right.