perhappened mag
issue 7: SNOWFALL
driving through a texan
blizzard a year and a half
before his death
SG HUERTA
Snow fell mercilessly the night of my twentieth birthday.
The next morning, you threw a pathetic excuse
of a snowball at me in the church parking lot,
my Doc Martens sinking into the snow. Despite
the foot of white fluff on the ground, you chose
to make the 340 mile trek from Lubbock to Dallas
in your veteran-sticker-covered truck.
I was convinced we would die. My eyes are still closed,
waiting for the crash.
The next morning, you threw a pathetic excuse
of a snowball at me in the church parking lot,
my Doc Martens sinking into the snow. Despite
the foot of white fluff on the ground, you chose
to make the 340 mile trek from Lubbock to Dallas
in your veteran-sticker-covered truck.
I was convinced we would die. My eyes are still closed,
waiting for the crash.
SG Huerta is a Chicana poet from Dallas. They are pursuing their MFA at Texas State University and currently live in Texas with their cat Lorca. They are the author of the forthcoming chapbook The Things We Bring with Us: Travel Poems (Headmistress Press, 2021). Find them on Twitter @sg_poetry.