·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙
Marielle Stobie
it’s snowing in February
but melting too,
almost before it falls
while my friends are all sleeping
I wonder if
they’ll see the snow at all
when I’m sleeping, I can’t hear
anything but what I’d like to hear
when I’m far away from here
everything I love is so near
lying in this quiet place I’m so done
I wouldn’t have it any other way
closing my eyes I’m with everyone
and everyone’s with me, you see?
if I only just blink my eyes
I’m completely free and alone again
but happily, ‘cause that’s where I like to be.
so goodbye for a while as
I melt away, fall away, drift away
but I’ll see you very, very, very soon.
Marielle Stobie is a photographer and writer based in Los Angeles. Her work explores memory, liminality, and the soft rupture between solitude and connection. She wrote The Work of Waiting in her mid-twenties, in pre-tech boom Seattle. This is its first publication, fifteen winters later.