At first, I didn’t notice: a silent wish for change, a slight drop in temperature inside, that only my heart could detect, my face pale as in iron deficiency.
Then my hands turned white. I put on gloves to hide them and went on.
Only when my feet froze did I realize what was going on. Not only they turned white, but also inflexible. My nose turned into a carrot. My eyes into olives.
I started melting at the slightest warm touch.
Only my scarf remained the same. The remnant of a beating heart that froze away.
Then my hands turned white. I put on gloves to hide them and went on.
Only when my feet froze did I realize what was going on. Not only they turned white, but also inflexible. My nose turned into a carrot. My eyes into olives.
I started melting at the slightest warm touch.
Only my scarf remained the same. The remnant of a beating heart that froze away.
