February
February is always the toughest month of the year for me,
November is no picnic to deal with either.
One signals the beginning of winter
the other signals the end.
Nothing is as it appears in February
the month itself
is an illusion
an anomaly
28 days
sometimes 29.
From the farcical celebration
of Black History
to the fictional Puxatawny Phil.
Valentine’s and President’s Day
rest arbitrarily in relation
to other “holidays.”
I distrust February
so much
that I find
it hard
to trust Aquarians
which includes
me
half
the time.
~Edward Austin Robertson~
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