Things I Don’t Say

gae polisner
1 min readFeb 10, 2022

This time of day,

this golden cast light of

low-slung cold sun

The author, breathing in the snow and golden light. Photo cred: self.

steeps me in


I breathe, eyeing the

pruned back


now bare,

gray-brown sticks.



gae polisner

Just another writer trying to stay afloat in a sea of words. Author of several novels. Wannabe mermaid. Mother. Trying to age gracefully with no grace in sight.