Avalanche / Rhonda Parrish

Snow-covered mountains, reflected in a still lake.
 

Heavy and thick, the snow covers all—
a sub-zero layer of glistening flakes
between us and the world beyond your cave.
The fire dances, crackle-popping along with my joints
distorted shadows of us splash over the floor,
crawl up the stone walls and cling to the ceiling.
My fingers, twisted and swollen by arthritis
tangle in your matted fur. Pulling you to me—
desperate. This will be our last time,
our last Blizzard. I’m weathered, weakened…

For me it has been a lifetime
of spring blizzard meetings but for you—
enduring as the mountains and twice as lonely—
I am but the light from a falling star—here,
and then gone again.

Even muffled by the heavy snow
the sounds of our love shake the mountain,
an avalanche tumbles, roars over
and over, all the way down
to the empty valley below.

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Rhonda Parrish is the editor of several anthologies including, most recently, Fire: Demons, Dragons and Djinn and Tesseracts: Nevertheless.

In addition, Rhonda is a writer whose work has been in publications such as Tesseracts 17: Speculating Canada from Coast to Coast and Imaginarium: The Best Canadian Speculative Writing (2012 & 2015). Most recently she co-authored a paranormal non-fiction book, Haunted Hospitals, with Mark Leslie and her YA Paranormal Thriller, Hollow, is forthcoming.

Her website, updated regularly, is at rhondaparrish.com.