a connoisseur of oblivion
i begin with small omissions
goodbye to the twigs of my fingers
farewell to the far in my feet
my neglected face goes feral
till i’m lost in a forest of fur
closer and closer to the color of snow
as i grow colder
away from any furrow
burrowing into the twilight
catching flakes on my tongue
that taste like nothing else
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Chionophiles are any organisms (animals, plants, fungi, etc.) that can thrive in cold winter conditions (the word is derived from the Greek word chion meaning “snow”, and -phile meaning “lover”). These animals have specialized adaptations that help them survive the harshest winters.
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