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Between Winter and Spring

December 6, 2025
By LouiseE BRONZE, St. Helens, Oregon
LouiseE BRONZE, St. Helens, Oregon
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Winter and I haven’t been getting along recently 

I suppose we never have 

You see 

Winter moved in one day 

Unannounced 

She unpacked herself onto my bedroom floor 

And now she won’t get out 

I would have given her any room in the house

But she wanted mine 

And decided to stick around 

She sleeps in my bed 

Expanding overnight 

My sheets tie my ankles 

My blankets are piled on the floor 

I violently shiver 

She peacefully snores 

I beg and plead 

I cry for her to leave me be 

But the thing I don’t understand 

Is that she doesn’t even like me 

She follows me to school 

Dancing and prancing in front of the room 

She thinks it’s funny 

Sometimes I do too 

And when we got home 

She complained and she moaned 

I tried to make dinner 

And she mumbled about my weight 

I tried to brush my teeth 

And she gawked and gaped 

I tried to sleep 

But she convinced me to stay up 

With my eyes wide open

She carved out my irises 

She kissed my nose 

Her fingers crept down my throat 

She pulled out my heart 

And listened to it beat 

She hummed the same tune 

Before eating the organ whole 

She pulled out each of my veins 

Braiding them into my hair 

She smiled 

What a curious thing 

She pulled off each fingernail 

Singing a child’s tune 

She said 

I love you 

I love you not 

I love you 

And to this lullaby 

I fell asleep 

Feeling her warm skin 

And her breath on my spine 

Without her I could not rest 

She seeped in through my pores 

And I knew she’d never leave 

When I woke in the morning

She was nowhere to be seen

I fretted 

And worried 

Distressed and forlorn 

My closest friend 

Gone once more 

And in her place 

A hand reaches out 

Spring has returned 

Quiet as a mouse 

He lives in my attic 

Never intruding on my space 

And now as I’m thinking 

I can’t picture Winter’s face 

In her place 

Spring sheds light 

On a long, bitter day 

And suddenly I can breathe again 

Because Winter has moved out

Unannounced


The author's comments:

Winter comes at the same time each year and every time it does I am suffocated by the weight of the season. Winter is the hardest time of year for many people, myself and other teens included. I wrote "Between Winter and Spring" about that suffocating feeling but, mostly, this is about how comforting it can feel to be washed away again by seasonal depression. It's consistent and makes it easy to forget how other seasons feel -- like how spring feels like new life and weightlessness. But, just as winter makes me forget lighter seasons, spring makes me forget winter and suddenly I can breathe again. 


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