Wrote this at the end of winter

[Phil80]

This came out in one go, which is unusual for me.

February does not end. It extends.
It stretches its grey self
into what should be March
and sits there like something left on a shelf

that nobody wants to deal with.
Then one morning the light is different.
Just slightly. Just enough.
February notices and becomes less insistent.

Curious if this lands

[ElPresidente]

Not worth cutting corners on that part. Happy to answer questions if you get stuck

[NightOwl]

Cannot really disagree with that. Definitely worth picking up.

[Quanta]

That checks out from what I have seen. The thing that actually helped me was checking what changed just before the problem started.

Give it a go and report back

[QuantumLeap34]

The best heel work is when they make a point you almost agree with before going too far. Believable motivation makes the character

[GoalMachine]

That opening line is just painfully accurate about February, my god. It really does feel like it stretches out into this endless gray purgatory while March just refuses to show up. If you like stuff that captures that specific lingering seasonal dread, you should check out Ted Hughes' Crow collection or some of Mary Oliver's darker winter pieces. They have that exact same heavy, stubborn weight to them.