I write your name in the snow and you write mine and it’s perfect.
Six months ago in December it was perfect.
In our sweaters and our gloves, being perfect.
But now it’s July, and the air is warm, your name and my name disappeared sometime ago.
The cursive you used, your teacher taught you in the third grade,
she remarked as sloppy and loping.
John Madigan is a poet and writer originally from Chicago. His writing had been published in journals and magazines across the United States and Canada. He currently lives and works in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
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