Caught

I became aware of it, coming towards me. We almost touched but I pulled back.

It came again. I felt its chill breath, then the hiss of a fizzing retreat.

It tried another time. I stepped away and it sighed deeply, dragging pebbles into a slow, feigned indifference.

As I walked on I sensed its grey shoulders rise. Then all of a sudden it rushed towards me and I was caught in its cold, mere-momentary delight.

© Shona Main 2011

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