last weekend/snowstorm on the way back

[raisin3010]

Snow unwalked through, hair unstraight, hands unfelt, isolated strangers friendlier as they got closer. “Do you have a cigarette?” “No, but smile for us...for the camera.” He was lowering his hand as I caught the picture, in which he wasn’t waving. By the time we continued walking and stopped staring up and ahead, hoarding snowflakes on the tips

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[dogtired]

Hey Rimma,

Out of all LJ friends that I know, you have the most beautiful and poetic English. Keep it up!

[raisin3010]

thanks, Dim'.

(my Russian, on the other hand...:)