April 2nd 2021 / by Kaylee Warner

The wind races up the valley and cuts through my flesh.
She wraps her hands around my bones and shakes my skeleton 
My knees clatter together and my skull bounces to and fro on my spine.
Sending me back into the confines of the house, shivering.
She bellows through the chimes that she is here but when I don’t react,
She throws the chairs off the front porch.