by Amy LV
Last night, my good friend Noelle and I went for a walk down a quietly dark Raiber Road. The moon made tree shadows on bright snow, reminding me of how I used to make animal hand shadows in front of the film projector at school. At once, I saw a piano silhouetted in a field of snow, black against white against black against white. So yes, this poem is short. But that is all I wanted to capture...one image.
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