Felicia Nimue Ackerman: The horror, the horror
In the bleak mid-December
Icy winds attack your face.
Icy streets impede your pace.
Worst of all (lest you forget),
It's not even winter yet.
-- Felicia Nimue Ackerman
In the bleak mid-December
Icy winds attack your face.
Icy streets impede your pace.
Worst of all (lest you forget),
It's not even winter yet.
-- Felicia Nimue Ackerman