Incongruous

Prickly pear
or nopal
under snow

white cactus
fuchsia fruit
in winter

it seems wrong,
out of place,
just like me.

***

Snowy days, no matter how occasional, make me feel like I’m living in the wrong latitude.

This “tricube poem” was inspired by a prompt on Go Dog Go Café.

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