Shiver, wither winds, shiver

Shiver in the bitter winds, doing your best brittle bends. Make ice chimes of biting shins turning nerves to needle-pins. Speed through stretches then jettison to the fire’s heat within– ask yourself, is this the end, should you let the winter win? Hot yoga in the snow, Jack Frost has bit until you quit IsContinue reading “Shiver, wither winds, shiver”