I certainly think being buried alive in an avalanche qualifies as a disaster, don’t you?
For Daily Addiction’s Prompt: Disaster.
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How to Keep Warm in an Avalanche
To be buried while I’m still alive? One of my greatest fears—
tons of snow muffling my screams and freezing all my tears.
If I knew rescue was coming and had sufficient air,
how would I keep from panicking in this wintry lair?
Perhaps I’d think of old loves, from sixth grade up to now.
Every silent signal. Every declared vow.
The first boy who “chose” me—the pleasure that was new
of knowing I’d been noticed by a boy or two.
Unsure and not quite ready, those crushes quickly passed
as they moved on to other girls that I considered fast.
I lived up to the adage “sweet sixteen and never been kissed”
and started to be sorry for what I knew I’d missed.
By seventeen, I found out and luckily my first
was all that I had hoped for—like slaking a long…
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