The Top of the Stairs

At the top of the stairs
is a buzzing silence
and a below zero chill

It’s eleven PM
and the powdered air is
frozen to the wood boards
clattering as I release them
from my step

On a wire above the tree
a chickadee answers
the sound of a cockatiel
from inside

 

Copyright 2017 Ronald J. Hoffman.

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