Overwintering

It's still winter—the sun stays
       distant. We fix masks
of manuka honey on our faces,
      lather goats' milk soap 
and wash off the film. I like 
      simple dishes like long-
simmered radish, egg
      flowers swirling in broth.
Craving means you want
       what you know you don't
or can't have. At night, the cold 
       presses against the sides of
the house. You tuck yourself
       in, gently, among the shadows.