Liquor Store

I saw a white Ram at a Brooklyn liquor store

and thought it could be you.

The winter after I left you, Coney Island

got nine inches of snow. The winter after

I left you, on the last night of Hanukkah,

I saw a menorah with its candles burnt out.

A woman in a window struggling for illumination.

Katrina J. Paddock is a Virginian living and writing in New York City, where she is an undergraduate in English at Hunter College. Her poetry has appeared in Jelly Squid Magazine, Dark Poets Club Magazine, Paloma Magazine, Sage Cigarettes Magazine, and Shoegaze Literary. You can find her on Instagram @katrinajpaddock.

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