Ze paused. Smiled through the window.
Warmth. Light. Love. One mother cut the turkey, the other handed out plates.
Ze shivered, and pulled zer shawl around zer shoulders. Remembered coming out as trans and non-binary; remembered the anger, the shouting.
Ze closed zer eyes, gritted zer teeth, and walked on through the snow.
Heading home to the shelter.
Frances Koziar has publications of prose and poetry in 30+ literary magazines, and is seeking an agent for a very diverse NA/YA fantasy novel. She is a young retired (disabled) academic, a social justice advocate, and a microfiction editor at “101 Words”. She lives in Kingston, Ontario, Canada. Website: https://franceskoziar.wixsite.com/author.
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