metaphors, metonymies, & anthropomorphisms

The following poem is an extract from the chapbook
metaphors, metonymies, & anthropomorphisms. It is published here with the kind permission of the poet, second-year EPST student Alexandria Sisson, in celebration and anticipation of the season to come. 


The first time I saw snow,

I touched bare feet to iced roots,

I lay down on the earth,

a girl of a thousand colors looking up at her first white sky.

I did not know who I was.

I told my body: it was time to be uprooted.

the trees were naked.

it took me two more months to realize

that it made the light easier to be seen.

— Alexandria Sisson


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