I Met the Winter Hallows

rhoda anne young
4 min readJul 21, 2023
"Blue Feet" art by rhoda

Planning is usless. Not even my buju could save my soul this year so I took an extended break. Winter was hell. And I'm almost a starving artist because of it.

This last winter was so harsh. For almost three entire months l found myself cocooned in so many layers of clothing, it almost became impossible to move.My chest so tight, breathing such cold air it felt as if it were about to crack under the strain.

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rhoda anne young

A R.A.Y of Hope amidst a Sea of Cerebral Turbulence! An enigmatic rose, forever graceful, forever young, forever learning. Fiction, Poetry, Art, Culture & Life