March

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. The trees are people, Their branches are limbs and Their twigs and leaves, Fingers and fingernails. As the cold melts into the bones of the earth, Their twisted root-feet rise from the ground, Crashing through the chilly surface with a shower of dirt and The drip of [...]

February

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. The snow begins to Thaw, And soft rain Trickles Across barren tree limbs, Down To the rich, solid earth Beneath Slush piles and patches of Ice. Touch my hand in Old age, And fade into the Low rising sun as The winter of your time Ends. I [...]

January

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. An old woman sits on the northernmost bench of the park between two twisted, barren trees. She wears a long scarf around her neck and her coat falls down beyond her knees. Both match the line of her lowered brow and the chiseled, downward slant of her [...]

December

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. I'll keep you warm. We'll hide beneath the covers and throw the sheets over our heads, dangling them from the ceilings beneath twinkling lights to match the stars and form our own constellations from their arrangements. I'll walk with you down city streets, the glow of the [...]

November

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. I'll be here. I'll be waiting in the wings at the end of the show with the bouquet of flowers and the loving smile that tells you when you did a good job and not to listen to the naysayers. I'll be in your doorway, with the [...]

October

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. You're a cheat, you little bastard. You live and die all too quickly. Your promise to arrive lasts for at least six months in advance and then you're gone, not a whisper on the wind to signal your departure. I know your kind, little one. The flighty, [...]

Summer

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. You hang over my eyes, a mist that makes impossibilities feel tangible until they evaporate beneath my fingertips and the oasis is revealed to be a mirage. Hot air makes for slow brains and even slower thinking. When I retreat to air conditioned rooms in my cotton [...]

Spring

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. The earth is growing warm again. Birds are flying north and there are flowers to put on the table. Maybe I'll finally learn to bike again. Maybe the world around me will slow down enough for the roads to be vacant the way they are in the [...]

Winter

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. I lie in bed not wanting to move, pulling the covers farther up over my head and winking out the window at the all-encompassing dark. My car sits, frozen under a layer of fog and ice, in the driveway, a long trail of exhaust slipping into the [...]

Autumn

Copyright © 2013 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved. Chilly nights awaken softly, slowly, to sizzle under the yellow-gold sun. Hot tea and coffee, one cream, two sugars, thanks. Steam rises, tickles my nose. Warmth seeps from ceramic to skin and gloves. Bulky sweaters puddle and hang over long-sleeved shirts. The ends of boot laces tap [...]